(792) Bhalobaso jadi eso
If You love me, please do come;
But if you think only of good and bad traits,
Here You won't find good, not even a trace...
My good traits don't exist at all.
Full of thorns is my garden...
No flowers here, just sundry buds.
Those buds will bloom should You appear;
On their seedpods please take Your seat.
In me there is no love or devotion;
In the air wafts not my heart's pollen.
Should You touch me, there'd be vibration;
Please smile upon a fragrant upsurge of emotion.
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Only He can make our good traits blossom.
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