This scrawl imparts the same theme
Which rather than growing old remains cogent
Growing brighter and brighter.
This shows my love is stronger
With each passing day
Where is something sweeter than your love?
My felicity can’t be any greater
Than since I met you my dearest Lukia
For I can’t stop thinking of you.
Being apart from you
Far across the sea, rivers or streams
Seems like an infinity to me.
I lust to see your pert smile again
To hold your hands as you hold mine
And to look into your pretty eyes.