The men all are similar. One “I love you” by here, another by there. At the end they do not know any more what they say. And if to fall in love arrived only once? One would be to dedicate to only one person, it would then be necessary well to choose but I would love you. Like the sun or the rain, like the future and the chance, I would be insane of you, just of you, only of you. My heart, my love, my angel, one returns to the same thing, the trouble of the life.
