You ask from the morning, if not sure, from the evening,
This heart beats your name always.
I am love but my word is you,
And I am when you are with me.
When it comes to silent eyes,
So such love begins,
You are lost in your thoughts,
Do not know when there is day and night.
Love is never an admission of anyone’s permission,
It has always been there,
And will always be there.