I am the present girl ,
Like diamond or pearl,
Live in ye wonderland,
I live in the fairyland.

Once mine particles touched you,
With gentle ruthlessness and you,
And I embraced thine-love.

Silver light gold me ,
And ,the heart snoozed me,
Your reflection in ye;
Burnt and smoked ye;
Squeezed the pumping and ye,

Fell in love and ye;
Died you,me survived.
Love is infallible passion,
No decree for its cessation,


The blending of light and soil,
Convert öne's into purified soil,
When love for material boils,
Then bending of each joint foiled-you and me.

What a marvel of soil and light did!
I am not the light nor can feel soil.
Perhaps, it is not your folly,
Me was in jolly.
This mirth is ironical,
That 's the life`s chronicle.

The passing for love never ends.
You will never regret till not quenched.

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"Wa tu izzu man-ta shaa, wa tu zillu man-ta shaa"