Can you just let the curtains fall and show our love to them?
As these birds sitting in our window wants us together too.
In the beginnings hue, the sky would be coloured in us,
Our blanket which is wrapped around,
I want it to uncover our devotion.
Aroma my body has, it owes to you,
I am adoring the sun rays entering our bureau.
Wake up the tea is waiting for us to show,
It’s Sunday morn yet I am awakening as it’s new.