The Third Symphony Dancing on the Strings of Love

Now I collect all that is in my heartThen I intend to leave and departAt the borders of your eyes, so smartI reside your lovely eyelashes that are burning,Then escort you like a paper you bring every morning,In which I do crossword puzzles in the evening.I wanted to live with you in the fall,That makes me feel that I am weak and frailThat moves my senses, my feelings,... all.I feel a strong desire in everything around me,Then I find myself in a bad need of everything I see.