1
Every morn and every night,
I am filled with my love for you;
And every day I wake up,
With no thought but to love you;
Before even the sun rises,
There is light in my room;
Before the roses bloom,
There is fragrance in my heart;
And before the birds start singing,
The music of your voice fills my ears.
2
What magic did you weave, my love,
That the world that was, is no more,
And, my eyes see the world,
As a new sight: sparkling and afresh.
The songs that you sang to me, in my dreams,
Linger on my lips and make me sing,
In a voice so sweet, that it melts hearts,
Not just mine, but others too.
3
In the dark dreariness of the life’s alleys,
My love for you fills me,
And shines like a thousand suns,
Dispelling the fogs of darkness.
4
My love, my life,
I was born, and I live,
In the love for you ;
And when I die, there still shall remain,
My love for you.
