My love for you is just like a Ferris Wheel, turning round and round and never stop.A Troupe of little vagrants of the world, leave your footprints in my words.It is the tears of the earth that keep here smiles in bloom. The mighty desert is burning for the love of a bladeof grass who shakes her head and laughs and flies away. Some unseen fingers, like an idle breeze, are playing upon my heart the music of the ripples.