The soft pulse beating under the fair skin
Fresh blood is like a dessert that tempts crime
They are interlacing and flowing, like jumping life
You appear like this, beautiful, gentle and fatal
Like the red rose that blooms in my heart
My soul follows you all the time
Your hair blown by the wind, your lowered eyebrows
The arc of your smile, the way you stare at me
The sweet blood under your neck drives me crazy
My dear, don't be afraid
I will enjoy you tenderly