Every Forest Branch Moves Differently In The

In The Orchard And Rose Garden I Long To See Your Face. In The Taste Of Sweetness I Long To Kiss Your Lips. In The Shadows Of Passion I Long For Your Love.

God Put Thorns Around The Love's Door To Stop Anyone Who's Not A Lover From Entering.

Your Eyelashes Will Write On My Heart The Poem That Could Never Come From The Pen Of A Poet.

It Is Love That Gives Joy To Happiness.

The Wine Of This Fleeting World Caused Your Head To Ache.