Sitting under the shade of a tree
Thinking of nothing but you
My desire I expect my destiny to offer me
Admiring beauties was my routine
Selecting one from others was never my kind
It's now clear to me
Loving you is having a permanent dream
From which I could never wake up
Falling in love with you is walking on water
Putting on and off the sun like a bulb
pulling down the moon like a fire fly
walking backward and jumping downward
Cose making the unthinkable possible
Has become my reason of living
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