The rhythms of enchantment begin to play
a paradigm that depicts a paradox
I yearn for the swirls of sighs;
just what play should I perform?

The rupturing shade and distorted ellipse
a paradigm that depicts a paradox
my grief is preparing for another sin;
Just what should I be able to forgive?

( I want to taste your kiss. )

A soft touch of desire puts my painful heart on fire
Drowning in the warmth and beauty everyone admires
My small and sparkling butterfly flutters under your eyes
Sprinkling your slender fingers with ecstatic sighs

Bodies intertwining, tangled up like vines
From your lips I taste the sweetest wine

( Sweetest intoxication )