With all love.. with all my longing.. i'm calling you mow... my sweetheart... yes mam... i planted you... as the beat... to my heart... and wrote you... the love... with my pen... which it's ink... from my blood... that runs madly... because of you sweetheart... to keep writing... at all pages... day by night... until... i meet you again... there... into my den... where i used... to dream of you... to get drunk... from your crazy love... while i'm calling... with your name...
yes sweetheart... i will keep calling... and will keep sending... my love for you... despite all the distances... until you hear and feel me...