'' A privilege to love you. It was like a prayer, a chant, a faith. It was so simple, that looked like a drawing, in the wake of the bells of the sun was sweet, like the lyre of angels, sounding vastness. There was no need to prove to anyone so much love, it was like a song of God, smiling at the love that was larger than life, yet simple, yet with moments of a kiss, and the privilege of love.'' Héber Bensi