Kiss my eyes, full with tears
Your kiss only would be right
Killing the fire, which burn them
And filling them with love and light.

Kiss my mouth, with clenched lips
Which lost the whisper and the smile,
And their smile will soon recover
Being in love as the first time.

Kiss my forehead, and bad thoughts,
And every doubt would surely die,
Instead my dreams would brightly rise
Of a new spring and a new life.