de pore de - Love Letter

Read out to me what he has written today

My heart be kindled by his distant say

Let it bring the fragrance of the fields to my solitary stay

Let my open hair get the breeze from his way.

Let the melodies of the blue sky ring in my seclusion

Let the quaint dusty road fills my bleak vision

I will paint my heart by the colours of the setting sun

Perhaps misting eyes will cloud my imagination.