A doçura do teu falar

The sweetness of your speech
The sweetness of your gaze
Softened the hardness of my heart
There is nothing so sweet
When you speak and look at me
So much love, my lord
Constrains me
I melt inside of myself
Talk to me, I need to hear your voice!
Look at me, I need that gaze upon me
To change my way of being
To change my gaze, my living
To be like you are, my lord
I need you