One year more, you will reach tomorrow,
One year more with your face to the sun.
As it happens to us... life!
One year more of minimum sadness and maximum happiness!

One year more, the rain saw you walking
in the wet streets, holding my hand.
One year more, the moonlight in your window,
glorified our nights of love in the silence of the night.

One year more you will reach tomorrow!
There will be a party in our environment! !
The orchids of your garden will bloom earlier;
the trill of the birds will cheer sweetly
your pretty awakening.

Tomorrow my soul will get dressed for a party.
I will keep awake by your side to watch over your dreams,
and before the first sunbeam filters in your window,
I will look at you tenderly and I will dry with my kisses
those tears of happiness that accompany your new awakening.
Happy Birthday my love! ! !

zahida