I am telling you everything,
In the language of the heart,
Dear, try to understand me.
We both are new always and
Dear, no weapon can cut us,
No wind can dry us, but dear,
We burn here in our own fire,
And in deep oceans we dazzle
Like the far up stars.
Dear our love is constant
And everlasting. Listen to me
Dear, and let us enjoy together
This interim period coming
And going in marvellous livings.
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