I love you
Like eating the bread dipping into the salt
Waking up in the fevers at the nights
Leaning my mouth against the tap
Like drinking water
Whenever I think of you
A gazelle went down to drink water
while the grasses are growing up
I see them,my rose
Every morning a yellow olive piece
A bit blue sea take me
As I think of you
I plant rose to the places where your hand has been touched
I am giving water to the horses
I am loving more
The mountains my rose,every evening with you
A yellow olive piece
A bit blue sea take me