The morning sun is not as perfume flower
Daytime thirst for sun exposure
Evening sorepun shame shone on the earth
When the longing approaches
No birds sing
Semerdu strains of symphony
Tired footsteps
Following the strains of the harmony poem
Imagined the soul is slain
Welcomed the blushing body
When your face is present in the dream
Penetrating into hallucinations
Damaging the walls of emotion
Only a feeling can understand
Expect your presence on the side
Hugging her heart sadness
Crush longs at the edge
Together awaits beautiful sun
Drove to the melody
Until the dream is achieved immortal
Until death that ends