Now is the time to know that all that you do is sacred.
The lips of the one I love are my perpetual pleasure.
Join me in the pure atmosphere of gratitude for life.
What is this precious love and laughter budding in our hearts? It is the glorious sound of a soul waking up!
'Tis writ on Paradise's gate, Woe to the dupe that yields to fate!
We don't need sugar, flour or rice or anything else. We just want to see our dear ones.