Come, my love, let us fly away from here,
Let’s draw a World map with love’s eye view,
The North Pole becomes one of your cheeks,
The South Pole, your other cheek.
Let’s draw the Equator with your lips,
the sea becomes your eyes,
the wind is your hair.
Come, my love, let us fly away from here,
Let’s draw a World map with love’s eye view,
Let’s be a traveller in the love’s parallels and meridians (latitudes and longtitudes)
