If I had a brush to draw your face, the shine of your eyes, the lovely mouth. I painted the eyelash, the brow, your smile, as I recognized it in that hour.
If I had a flute to play the sounds that tell of your grace and beauty.
I played the dance of heavenly sounds dances, as in the thoughts that have tormented me ever since.
But neither images, nor sounds, nor words
could describe what was happening in that place
with happened when I saw you,
You lit the glow that night.
The sun, the stars carry news of you,
every breath of air tells me about you,< br/>every breath, every step,
carries your name far with it...
If I had a pen to write - the words
that ensnare you like silver Light.
I wrote about love, closeness and hope,
and wrote the longing out into the void.
But neither images, nor sounds, nor words,
could describe what happened to me in that place when I saw you,
You lit the glow that night.
The sun and the stars bear news of To you,
every breath of air tells me about you,
every breath, every step,
carries your name far with it...