Don’t just say it with words,
Convey it with your wishful thinking,
Say it with your glistening smile,
Carry it with your pouring tears,
Speak it in the delicate language of flowers.


Don’t just say it with words,
Express it with the tenderness of your heart!
Deliver it through a helping hand,
Whisper it in the murmur of your prayer,
Declare it with the language that is unspoken!

Hussein Dekmak

if the moon fell down tonight,
i swear to you my dear,
i'd spend my last few minutes
dreaming you were here.
we'd lie in bed together,
your hand upon my cheek
as the world goes cold, oxygen fades
and our bodies; they grow weak.
we'd hold each other tightly,
drifting into space.
if the moon fell down tonight, i vow
to spend the last few minutes
staring at your face.

you're the only light,
and the only warmth,
i've ever needed anyway.
if the moon fell down tonight, my love
i pray you'd come, and that you'd stay.
but if the moon stayed tonight,
up there in that sky,
i'd do what i do everynight;
i'd lay in bed and cry.