I see you at breakfast in the morning, my love,
and I see that you are even sweeter than the night before.
The sight of you makes me want your love;
I don't want food, I just want you.
I love the fragrance you wear, I love the way you look;
I feel I don't need to eat when I'm with you;
I just need your love.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem