I feel the light in my heart, the light that comes from the fire,
Oh girl, don’t go, stay here, don’t let them touch your desire…
I feel the fire in my mind, the fire that burns my soul,
Oh sweetheart, don’t let your eyes became night owl…
I feel the sunlight in my palm, the sunlight that melts the clouds,
Oh lovely girl, don’t let your voice scream and shout…
I feel the clouds touches my shoulder, the rain comes out,
Oh my beloved, don’t lose your hand in the crowd…
I feel the rain on my cheek, the rain that wet my lips,
Oh sweet girl, don’t let your ear bother with beeps…
I feel the thorns in my lips, the lips that turn them blood red,
Oh fickle girl, don’t let your heart suffer and bleed…
I feel the pain in my soul, the pain that blows my hair,
Oh naughty girl, don’t let your hair blow in the air…
I feel the dew drops on my feet; they drop down from my eyes,
Oh red oleander, don’t let your petals fly in the air like bees…
I feel the snows in my knees, the cold pain of the sorrows,
Oh dear girl, don’t let yourself be lost in dark shadows…