Believe me - I like yours "No" -
it looks like „I love you always!"
Then if my "Yes" tightens,
even if outside is yellowish autumn.
You say "No" to my doubts
and "No" is the word to all
my timid faults.
You say also "No" to whip
which refines me
and that gripes the lines of my passion. .
You say "No" to all
which tears me like sun
from a closed sky ...
I rely like a bird on your "No"
that is often called on a long way.
Believe me, I like your habit
because you, perhaps - love me.