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Not even the sun will warm you until my love warms you in my chest

more light than the sun rising in my soul, my love

My soul burns for your lips like a newborn child

your lover’s bosom was safe like god’s lap

I intend to turn off the lights for the soul, souls must make love in the dark my love

The heart should drink in all the fountains of love,

don’t look for your eyes in this joy of love it doesn’t need eyes

We lit the candle of love, we don’t even need the sun

we wear the chastity dress, we become the mother of souls in this dark

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