When you are here with me, I feel
As if I have everything in my hand:
The full moon, the sun, and the stars.
But when you are not here with me,
I stand by the gate of my garden
All day waiting for you to come.
And at night, I talk to the moon,
And count the stars, one by one,
Till they all are gone. Then I wait
For sunrise, and wonder: what charm,
What magic, what spell, do you have
On me? For when you are here
With me, I sing, I dance, I smile,
I dream like a child, all the time.
But when you are not here with me,
I feel sad, I feel lonely- I miss you.