Why do we hide in our secrets
Why do we hide in our secrets, when there is only you and me and no one elseAnd if we forgot our feelings, who do we talk to so they would remind usOh spirit of the soul *meaning “oh my love”*, you forget me, and I remember, I do not forget youYou became absent from my eyes again, and how can i live without loveAnd no matter how absent you are, i live with you, and i see you as a flower through the window(when he sees her from the window)and tear of love in my eyes awaits you oh most beautiful angelthey told me love has many signs in our heart beats and in our whispersAnd the soul goes flying calling out for you, and the hands shiver in peace(meaning shiver from her presence, not from illness)In the outmost silence we speak, our eyes talk and dreamAnd with your breaths i felt my hands getting warm, i felt a sense of greetingI say “Aww” (a sigh of pain) without any soundYou love me to death and I love you to deathAnd our feelings make us happy, and it's stronger than life and deathAnd no matter how much you are absent........