To me you are a draught of intoxicating drink,
For the thirsty in the desert source.
And there is no escape from these feelings ...
How did you come to see me?"
And how did my soul let you in?
The desperate one with hundreds of lacerations ...
And you so easily, that realize not managed,
Brought healing balm for the soul.
Did you in heart of has lodged?
It is your love, as medicine, drink ...
I give up! I can't resist ...
Because the heart knows: here it is, its own!
