If you send a happy massage
(it would be) a sign that you love me, (my) beloved
you should come to welcome you
And if you got lost I (still) love you, (my) beloved
Summers and winters
I'm waiting for you to show up
tears, hot drops
they'll burn me till you come
And if you want oaths of a lifetime
I'll swear from the start, (my) beloved
I count in your eyes
the endless and the tiny, (my) beloved