I called something like,
Remember - at the time.
When he met you.
I like that word so dear.

Me the sweet, sweet words,
What I love so sent.
Or maybe I am wrong after all?
You do not think I would - I do not think
Tenderness sense.

Be nice and quiet at night.
Smile thee there in the old moon
Your eyes shine like a star,
You the sun shine forever.

Polish and a gold draw
Desires blooming face.
Pretty pretty things princess,
I wish you good night, love!
Who I am - for you my dear.