Young lady of noblesse, With eyes of eminent almond-shape, I love you from my heart, oh, my heart, You have become my very eyes.
Young lady of noblesse, With eyes of eminent almond-shape, I love you from my heart, oh, my heart, You have become my very eyes.
Let me weep for You once again. Let my tears roll and cascade, Let me fall delirious in honour of Your splendour, And stand at the feet of Your Mercy, gazing into the distant clouds Which shroud its true height.
"Believe you in love, O Slave of The One?"