If the sea were the ink
And the sky the paper
Even then one could not write,
How great is my love.
I love you more,
Than leaves whirling in the air,
As the sky has stars
And the seas have grains of sand.
I love you more,
As there are grains of sand in the rivers
And fish I 'm the sea.
If you could enter my heart
And see my feelings,
You would be much happier
And love me more.