Oh, I think not that you're the one with tender hand and soft, however I think of you, what have I done? How could I say that? Never-never I meant to hurt you even once, but I am part of endless longing alone and sad I need just glance that warms me truly every morning I need just touch I need just word I need some lines for new love-story Are you the one? Oh, I think not, but I have dreams you're there I'm sorry you have my thoughts you have the stuff And we are meeting summer season, of course, it isn't very love I'd like to think so for some reason.