You do not know what is to feel it.
To deliver the love in just one kiss,
And bring it into the soul as a lit.
As a cruel sore wound as it is.
You do not know what torture is.
To reflect in your eyes the dark sky,
And see in tears every love kiss.
To just became insane until I die.
You do not know what thing is sleeping.
With your name attached to my mouth,
And feel in the night that sense of dying.
I wake ... and again I feel your touch.
