What else must happen in the world
To turn your heart towards me
What amount of tears must I shed
What flower must bloom
To win your love
For that love my God
I do anything
I proclaim the universe's most lovely poems
To see if I convince you
That my soul was born for you
Will a miracle be necessary
For my heart to become joyful
I swear I will not waiver
Be there rain be there sun
For I need you to go on
I wish
To hold you in the fall, summer and spring
Perhaps enjoy an extraordinary fantasy
Inherit the luck and win your heart
Will a storm be necessary
For you to understand that my love is true
I seek you throughout the city, in the glare of headlights
In mere mortals such as us
My love is pure and so enormous and as strong as a baobab
For you I would venture where I would never go
For you I am what I would never be
I need a miracle
For my heart to be joyful
I swear I will not waiver
Be there rain be there sun
For I need you to go on
I wish
To hold you in the fall, summer and spring
Perhaps enjoy an extraordinary fantasy
Inherit the luck and win your heart