Raise your words, not your voice.
Let lovers be crazy, disgraceful and wild Those who fret about such things Arenโt in love.
You soak up my soul and mingle me. Each drop of my blood cries out to the earth. We are partners, blended as one.
Travelers, it is late. Life's sun is going to set. During these brief days that you have strength, be quick and spare no effort of your wings
The sky will bow down to your beauty, if you do.
Give yourself a kiss. If you want to hold the beautiful one, hold yourself.