she guessed my favorite color on the first try
but, between you and me
i didn’t even have a favorite color
until she yelled out yellow

she was excited and smiling, like a little kid
so i told her she was right
and i haven’t seen yellow the same sense

it’s in everything
i could probably live in it now

she is the most beautiful pattern of beauty on the fabric of love
she is a poem and a painting too
everything she said sounded like a song
and every silence was music

she is an old soul with young eyes, a vintage heart, and a beautiful mind

love is not about possession
love is about appreciation

i carry your heart with me
i carry it in my heart
you are the poem i never knew how to write
and this life is the story I have always wanted to tell

the minute i heard my first love story, I started looking for you
not knowing how blind that was
lovers don’t finally meet somewhere
they’re in each other all along

ምስጉን ነው በክፉዎች ምክር ያልሄደ፥ በኃጢአተኞችም መንገድ ያልቆመ፥ በዋዘኞችም ወንበር ያልተቀመጠ።
 ነገር ግን በእግዚአ·በሔር ሕግ ደስ ይለዋል፥ ሕጉንም በቀንና በሌሊት ያስባል፡፡
እርሱም በውኃ ፈሳሾች ዳር እንደ ተተከለች፡ ፍሬዋን በየጊዜዋ እንደምትሰጥ፡ ቅጠልዋም እንደማይረግፍ ዛፍ ይሆናል፤ የሚሠራውም ሁሉ ይከናወንለታል።
ክፉዎች እንዲህ አይደሉም፡ ነገር ግን ነፋስ ጠርጎ እንደሚወስደው ትቢያ ናቸው... ስለዚህ ክፉዎች በፍርድ፥ ኃጢአተኞችም በጻድቃን ማኅበር አይቆሙም።
 እግዚአብሔር የጻድቃንን መንገድ ያውቃልና፥ የክፉዎች መንገድ ግን ትጠፋለች።