Come, my little love. let me sing for you.
I say, if you don't, I'm worthless.
I'm anxious without your pretty face.
Although I'm nothing without you here.
Of all things in the world, your love is first.
You're the satisfaction of my soul.
You are the mirror that reflects my world.
You are the blanket when I'm cold.
You are a rose is flowered garden.
You are that joy that fills me when I'm sad.
The great tailor that mends my broken heart.

How so bad does it feel?
That I'm surviving without a heart!
You are the air that I breathe.
Come, my little love. let me sing for you.

Your face is like a rose blooming in the spring.
Give me the love that you don't freely give.
Smile at the whole world's blame
With your warm body at my head.

That your body and soul are mine, and not others;
Oh! Let your great light Shine upon my world.
You are always an expensive angle.
It has been only you from the start, and only you.


© Sir Melophile
© Tolani