On the Highway of Love

The voices that come out of the fog in the night sound like rhyme : O…my young lover Hasn’t it come the time for you to open your hazy and lonely heart and get involved in my sparkling light of love in the rest of life of yours… About the very long days and the great deals of happenings which have gone you’d better forget them Never mind. But just come really closer to me in my embrace there will be a warming song of longing for you. O…my young wanderer on the highway of love Wake up from your cradle of your passionate lust Stand up Be ready and adorn yourself with the bead of my yearning. If my longing hum is heard by you from a far at the crack of dawn first thing in the morning give it a hug of yours because together with the chilly dawn my warming song of longing will come through.