How can I get into a House
Hidden by the dusk gray hair,
Do not disturb the gentle sleep,
The one whose eyes are closed there;
So that i could divide her bed
With her, embrace her lovely waist
And I could be a faithfull guard,
That keeps this sacred place,
And when the ray of lazy dawn
Would start his play on your eyelashes,
Then all my dreams will turn to ashes,
Oh no, my darling, I will drown,
But if I ever be inspired
By gentle honey of your kiss...
My paradise, my point of bliss
Your eyes, that burning by desire.
Thank you very much for your attention.
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