My Companion, my Darling,
Listen to my plea.
Due to You, all my life,
I bear separation's agony.
At end of night, in eastern sky
When morning's early sun smiles,
Having thought of You, in fancy Thine,
I compose ballads of Thee.
On evening sky the setting sun,
When paints a portrait full of color,
In a grove of dusk neath wind of mind,
I sing Your history.
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Imagination is my plight and the one solace mine.
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