The night is still young.
Freshness is flying around.
As I sit in my room,
I envy those leaves, romancing with the raindrops.
The breeze comes to console me,
As it brings her breath with it.
It makes me feel her fragrance all around me.
I can feel her in my arms.
Holding her tight in my arms
I touch her soft lips,
As we both get wet in the rains.
I can feel making passionate love to her.
The breeze touches our souls.
The youthful night passes by,
As the two souls become one.
Freshness is flying around.
As I sit in my room,
I envy those leaves, romancing with the raindrops.
The breeze comes to console me,
As it brings her breath with it.
It makes me feel her fragrance all around me.
I can feel her in my arms.
Holding her tight in my arms
I touch her soft lips,
As we both get wet in the rains.
I can feel making passionate love to her.
The breeze touches our souls.
The youthful night passes by,
As the two souls become one.