When the season Love arises,
When the sun of charm rises,
When the refreshing breeze blow,
When I dream of your eye brows,
I MISS YOU.
Life seems to be charming,
But my heart is darkening,
The moon looks to be in full swing,
And in the time of spring,
I MISS YOU.
I remember the depth of your eyes,
In my heart your Love still lies,
Life seems to be a bed of dreams,
When I wake up to see the sun's beam,
I MISS YOU.
