The story is banal, without toupin splendor,
No simulated emotions, friends and strange conviction.
The first bonus mine of the revolution of dignity,
You have become, well, a few at first glance.
Shy at first, give vent to emotions,
To avoid inadvertently heard my words Paphos,
Wonder how were able to light in the eyes of flame,
Not heard live, and I hear in my head the sweet voice.
And melts the ice that enveloped my heart over the years,
I don't want any of the Queens, and only his Gerd.
That is strange from me today,congratulations,
Take what is now loudly beating under the ribs.