Who Is She

When I think of her, The thoughts thaw away like a falling snow With my heart so fragile she flies a long way away. Who is she? Who is the woman with whom I am obsessed? She’s like the air that I breathe and caresses me; Who could she be with a voice that suspends my life? Her bouquet of perfumes and those faint breathing sounds are my only consolation, The longest night which I endure is in every night that comes by. Because of her, I found myself I closed my eyes and fell in love, When I think of her, The thoughts thaw away like a falling snow With my heart so fragile she flies a long way away. With her scent, With her voice With her breath And even though I am blind with love, I can see reason and the path that I lead me on to her. To her and her only, Words of love I have to say When I think of her, The thoughts thaw away like a falling snow With my heart so fragile she flies a long way away. Am I not someone that knows the richest of love? Am I not someone that opens my heart and ache? Is she not the richest fountain of love that surrounds me? Is she not the richest voice that whispers love in my ears? Is she not the light that comes from the burning sun? She is the love that I treasure in my heart Without her, I shall drown in a pool of my tears. When I think of her, The thoughts thaw away like a falling snow With my heart so fragile she flies a long way away.