I lie to be saved.
I exaggerate to be fitted...

I like you
But never admire you...

Do not select silence,
For I know that you need someone to talk...

I have seen her at the party
in a distance, she is so comely...

Hey, I have seen you
And I know that you have seen me also...

You blandish me and so I am convinced
That such a benevolence from you does exist...

After all, I now deduce...
True Love is a myth...