There’s no peace I can find, in any corner of the world,
I go to the woods and find the swaying trees whispering your name,
The light of the sun caresses my body like your touch,
The evening hues seem coated with the color of your skin,
I find your gaze in the eyes of the eagle, strong yet subtle,
The flowers seem to do nothing but smell like you,
I don't blame the sweet peas or the woods,
Because maybe I’m in love with you.

I go to the seas, with agony and grief,
Hoping that the waves, would weather my wit,
But I get lost in the waters, as if it were your arms,
The seagulls chant your name and I chase them, to the storm,
The ferocious storm haunting the sea is like my feelings for you,
I see the billows heading towards me, the wreck is a gift, if it's from you,
I don't blame the the clouds or the gales,
Because maybe I'm in love with you.