The clock was ticking, my time is wasting
The time has arrived for my soul catching
The heaven has opened, the angels laugh
The devils have risen, crying the hay
I am your cupid with arrows on mark
But where is my Psyche? “In the Angel’s Lark!”
I am the Love and my soul is not blind
I have my heart and an undoubted mind
I am the Love and you are my Life. “Love!”
I will shout your name till it reach above
I will send my love so tender and mild
Till it reach you and be heard in the wild
I am your love. Oh! My undoubting soul
I swear it in the name of my heart’s hole
If you look into it, rather sneak in
You’ll find nothing but you and my kin.
