The architect who loves the building,
the sailor who loves the sea,
have none of the feelings of joy
your love puts in me.
I see the world as I did when I was a child,
when all nature was new to me.
I take time to praise it all,
I am like this because of you.
The building must be made hard to stand alone,
The sea feels nothing and never will,
but with you, I will never be without
a dear heart that loves me true.