(1374) Tomake pavar ashe
In hope of receiving Thee,
Day and night I am waiting.
I am gazing at Your route, my Darling;
And I have strung a wreath of malatii.
With Your melody, every second
Mind gets floated so far off.
With Your dance, with Your song,
In harmony, I have loved.
In Your game of many colors,
At sweet laugh's prevalence,
Secretly, in a mental corner,
I have gone on dancing, only with Your ideation.
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Though at the ball with my adored, there's something more that I live for.
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