I see the Moon pales beside ardent eyes, Magiс tune of the East revives in you… I hear stars praise your beauty aloud, My unattainable and proud! Many diamonds for a smile, Let me hold you for a while… Just die for a precious touch and rise! My sweet hell and paradise!
Let me set your heart aflame and stay in my arms! Let us set a rule at naught, my aerial! I will caress you with rain, oh my Sun and stars! You are my lot, my Mahal…
I see your grace is akin to a wild cat! Deign to sail off into the sunset with me… I’ll interweave northern winds in your hair If you’re mine, my brilliant glare! Bring your shine into my dark, The one, who has a divine spark! Oh God, half the kingdom for her mole! Will you cure my wounded soul?
Let me set your heart aflame and stay in my arms Let us set a rule at naught, my aerial! I will caress you with rain, oh my Sun and stars! You are my lot, my Mahal…
Let me set your heart aflame and stay forever In loving arms, my aerial! You will never be the same – it’s our next level! My Sun and stars, my Mahal