I love you, that's just like eating the bread by dipping into the salt
(Then) waking up within the fevers at the nights
..By leaning my mouth up to the tap
Like drinking the water..
Whenever that I think of you
A gazelle comes down to drink water
That while the grasses in the plain are growing up
I see them growing up, my rose
Every morning and every evening with you
One green olives that
A part blue sea takes me
So as I think of you
I'm planting the roses to the place where was your hands touched
I am giving water to the horses
I am loving the mountains one more than before..oh my rose
Every evening with you
One green olive that
A part blue sea takes me