It is a December night.
Two teenagers meet under the moonlight.
João: I love you more than you could know.
Ysabel: I do know. You're my world, my all.
João: To you does my life owe.
Ysabel: How does my name call?
João: It gives meaning.
Ysabel: Just as you provide?
João: Yes, for on you love is leaning.
Ysabel: With each other all time does is bide.
João: I give a kiss
Ysabel: How wonderful it feels.
João: Soon midnight will cause me to miss.
Ysabel: Do not worry, my world is that of flower petals.
João: It appears there is more to it.
Ysabel: Snow, let's not get frost bit.
