Everyday I open my computer, br Only to see her. br When, through message, I find her, br Seems to me, she's still near. br br I love her beyond measure, br Still she's not my lover. br I want to disclose everything, br She doesn't receive anything. br br What happens when I am no more, br She searches me ashore. br I will be standing before the Lethe to cross over, br Will she ever remember? br br I remain waiting in Paradise for her, br Surely, she recognises me her true lover.