To run wild with you, through fields of endless dreams. In your laughter, I find my freedom.

Forbidden union, sacred desire,
Her beauty casts a spell on me,
Her gaze, a sweet poison.

I crave the softness of her skin,
The taste of her lips.
If my soul is lost to hell,
I do not care—an angel loves me.

O you my muse, my beauty.
Your delicate skin the sun caresses.
Your sweet voice that nightingales imitate.
Your shining eyes that the moon envies.

All the details that make me love you.