J u s t l i s t e n t o m y r a i s i n g h e a r t b e a t s,f e e l t h e t e m p e r a t u r e o f m y s i g h s, s m e l l t h e s c e n t o f L o ve y o u 'v e s p r i n k led o n m y l i f e , a n d y o u ' ll l o v e m e t h e s a m e d o I.
I see the tideless night,is in pain, I hear her sweet and silent weep. the gentle sound of falling rain, make the lazy stars asleep if the woeful moon cannot shine,