As I do awake each day,
To you, I bid good morning;
I welcome your lucky rays,
Which, before my eyes, shining.
Darling …For through all the night
I had visions of your love.
I tossed and yet led the fight
With what passion is made of.
So, I race through the hours
For the morning sun to rise,
But with mixed feelings sour,
I hung on hope’s exercise.
When I hold you tenderly,
My life, around you, entwined,
I kiss you, my arms will firmly
Around your waist be intertwined.