The Third Symphony Dancing on the Strings of Love

Now I collect all that is in my heart Then I intend to leave and depart At the borders of your eyes, so smart I reside your lovely eyelashes that are burning, Then escort you like a paper you bring every morning, In which I do crossword puzzles in the evening. I wanted to live with you in the fall, That makes me feel that I am weak and frail That moves my senses, my feelings,... all. I feel a strong desire in everything around me, Then I find myself in a bad need of everything I see.