I have one heart, lost to you, it’s true,

Is this real, or illusion’s tale I knew?

With you, my mornings and my evenings blend,

My happiness, my sole wish, I extend.

Please grant me that, for words are lost, it seems,

When you are near, my heart resides in dreams.

If wishes bloom, and love endures its flight,

The stars, the trees, shall whisper our delight,

Our story told, when we have taken flight.