You become the only angel in my life.
Yes, you are another, myself. The sun rises and the moon sets, you are there in every scene. That you who are as beautiful as morning dew, that you who are as pale as moonlight. And in the new sunshine, that tiny, myself.
On every long and endless summer time scale, there is your name, early summer.
So I thought, even if it's all my performance, so what.
Early summer
Intention: