
I always wonder “what is love?”,
I made a wooden box for my lady and put my heart in it.
on it bow and arrows pierced my heart,
for her, she’s beauty, she’s truth,
she’s the precious one no one can compare.
I hope to live with her forever,
on this earth happily ever after.
Precious lady, “send me solace, my heart has been wounded”,
“Gracious lady, I have surrendered.”
I think sometimes, if I were close to her, what I would say to her,
that shortens the miles for me.