Love song to my fancy
Under these fruit-topped trees
Adorned with jasmine fragrance
Is where I name my soul
I give it a splendor
And try to hold fast to it
I’ve realized how much I can hurt myself
And it’s just not worth it, my fancy
It brings a ruin on you who I love
It’s always been you, my splendid soul
And I need to lavish you in treats and gifts
Because you are always here
Waiting for me to come back to you
Like a prodigal son
Apologizing and pleading for you forgiveness
Of the mistress’ I’ve had
The women of my ephemeral vision
Can not nourish like you do
And I am heart-broken at your misery
The unending relent upon you
Is of my doing
And I repent
Because I was foolish
Thinking that your stream doesn’t flow
And when I am dead and gone
I will yearn in the grave for you to come back to me
And so I humbly as you to take me back
My dear, sweet mockingbird
You are the only thing worth living for
All that tomfoolery is over and done
I will give you a million ciaos
Until you’ve had your fill
My child, I’m sorry that i treated you so carelessly
It won’t happen again
Love you more than words can describe
