You are seducing me with a sweet persistence.
I can not hold out much longer.
I feel and see you constantly,
and when I think about tomorrow,you are all I can imagine.
My heart surrendered to you the first time we met.
So why have I not been acting the way a lover should act?
Pride is the answer,
but pride comforts a man temporarily, like a strong drink,
and I am growing tired of the hangovers.