How did you become mine, I can’t believe my good fortune You came to my life.. like the moon descends into the lake sometimes Slowly and graciously Like the touch of warm sunrays You touched me with melody so that Should I look at you or should I listen to you You are my solace, you are my passion Why you didn’t you come earlier?
I used to think that nowadays God has no free time But, having created you, He has risen in my eyes His status has become higher..
Roads, falls and river may change their course Radiance of lamps may change Life may initiate a new tune

Question

How did you become mine, I can’t believe my good fortune You came to my life.. like the moon descends into the lake sometimes Slowly and graciously Like the touch of warm sunrays You touched me with melody so that Should I look at you or should I listen to you You are my solace, you are my passion Why you didn’t you come earlier? 
I used to think that nowadays God has no free time But, having created you, He has risen in my eyes His status has become higher..
Roads, falls and river may change their course Radiance of lamps may change Life may initiate a new tune

anonymous · Answer

Raindrops may hum a different note Seasons will change their style But, I will remain forever In your embrace, like always.. Each moment each second.