My lips speak soft sweetness,
Your touch, a cool care,
I'm lost in your magic,
For within your strenght my heart beats.
You I think in the morning,
And in dark, I dream;
In your land breasts my being warmed,
And sheltered me beneath its shining shadow.
I think of your arms around me,
I lost words to express my delight,
A valuable and worthy dwelling:
I miss you my home.