If they ask you who I am,
Just say I m a scent…
That reminds you of the moon
And makes you want to flow
With the springs in the valley…
If someone asks me who you are,
I promise to call you the first ray of the sun,
That feels like a warm fire in the cold of the winter…
If it snows, I’ll write your name on it to melt it away…
When you smile, the sun comes out…
And when I am in your arms,
The sun hides behind the clouds…
When we meet tomorrow,
The warmth of the sun will always glow,
And the valley will look brighter,
But never tell them my name,
And I promise never to tell them yours…
And yet, I will never hide,
The wonderful feeling that is, You