Lydia (2)

Lydia, didn't you remember about the sweetness of love ?
Whenever I hold your hands, and kiss your lips,
An experience that written in a book of love,
How amazing the river as our witness,
The kind of moment that lovers demand more,
Even though daylight has become like night,
And joy turns into sorrow in a heart,
Hear, Lydia, listen to singing birds speak about love,
You shall find an open road that leads to heavens ,
And we will be a lover that have wings.