I lost my letters when his eyes met me
The king of my heart, who is mine but me?
Undoubtedly the passion of the heart
So what I was afraid of happened
The heartbeat became fast
A smile from his face is enough for me
As soon as he gets close to me, my limbs melt
And my socks yearn to wake up
King of my soul with a whisper
Glory be to my Lord who else
Who said I see it with my own eyes?
I'm wrong, my heart is the one who sees it
He is the soul and pulse of the heart
Spiritual love and its end
Love taught me his passion
It is enough for his eyes to speak to me
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