"Bebe my love. Where you want keep hands concerning the table? Where can I enjoy your smile and adoringly look in your beautiful blue eyes? Where can we can you a memory to our romantiek together? I came mel a number of ideen: My spot? Or jouwe? The choice is to you my treasure. I cannot wait for you in my loving poor. Look in your beautiful eyes and kus your registration lips. "
Bebe mijn liefde, je bent mijn wens, je draagt roze en zet me in vuur en vlam Aw...it doesn't rhyme in Dutch