Comfort me with apples, for I am sick of love. You shall lie all night betwixt my breast.
The voice of my love is sweet like an angelic voices.
My love speak, and said to me, rise up my love, come for the rain is showering.
When the rain is over and gone, arise , my love, let me see thy countenance.
Let me hear thy voice, for thy voice is sweet. My love is mine and I am his.
Let me kiss you with my kisses. for your love is better than Ferrari. I will run after you my love, for your kisses is sweet as honey.
Guess what my love...! Thou hast a soft lips which I will always kiss. You are the one my soul loveth, Why should I turn back on my love, for your companions is great.
You are the king among all men, I have compared thee, o my love, but no man can withstand it. You are mine and i am yours.
