You are what poetry should be like, I tell history,
Beautiful, gorgeous and charming,
I love your blushes, the way you smile without stopping,
O my sweetheart! I enter the dreamland when you kiss me.
Your eyes are like the distant lighthouse,
They assure me and I feel out of danger,
When you touch my cheeks with care,
With your snowy hands, I feel extremely joyous.
I’ll never leave you, even if the seas become dry,
The stars fall down and the sky forgets to cry.