Every day with You is like a dance
Where I'm caught up in Your wooing romance.
Your love songs sound like thunderbolts
And the rusteling of trees,
And all the flowers are bouquets
You have made just for me.
Though I'm going through the land of darkness
I am surrounded by Your strength and goodness,
Talking in knowing, seducing kinds of tones,
Walking with the Light in the valley of bones.
Wipe now the tear that is slipping down my cheek
Of hostility and passions which prove that I am weak.
The warm winds of summer are like your breath on me-
Tell me, reassure me Your love will never cease.
Every day with You is like a dance.
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