Oh, the periphery of my heart inundates with adulation,
As I think of my one indubitable inamorato.
He is the airflow vocalizing through the grassland.
He is the pulchritude in the far-flung, awe-inspiring tillage.
My sufficing wooer, I aspire you for my own.
You put the vivacity back in my gusto.
You have an aptitude for making me ecstatic.
I surmise love when I'm with you.
Oh, my mesmeric darling,
You are the refulgence of my sentiment.
With precipitance, I stand by your side,
In my perpetual way.
As I think of my one indubitable inamorato.
He is the airflow vocalizing through the grassland.
He is the pulchritude in the far-flung, awe-inspiring tillage.
My sufficing wooer, I aspire you for my own.
You put the vivacity back in my gusto.
You have an aptitude for making me ecstatic.
I surmise love when I'm with you.
Oh, my mesmeric darling,
You are the refulgence of my sentiment.
With precipitance, I stand by your side,
In my perpetual way.