That I find myself on my knees?
Who are you, how do I know that you are the one?
She who is shinning as the bright sun.
My love is a mystery to me,
It could not be otherwise.
She moves my soul with delight,
And takes my heart aflight.
But oh I know, and have not known,
A love so fair and sweet,
That has caused me barely to eat.
That has seemingly to my friends driven me mad.
But if they knew now the path of love that I tread.
No one can know our secret,
Her and I.
For even if we tried to tell it,
Our words could not speak,
But we show it.
And so, I go,
Following this fair maiden,
Wherever she goes I am there.
I love to run my fingers through her locks of hair.
Even when we are apart,
I hear her whispers in my heart.
And for now I must let my words dissapear,
For nothing and no one could even come close to her love tears.