Oh dear my cheeks are like a newly bloomed flower,oh my fried heart moon
woe love, seas don’t put out our fire,it is the beautiful dough of the earth, my body is woefully cooked in the heart
A thirsty heart can’t get enough of a raindrop, the mercy of my heart
I’m in love with the spring, the lover with her hands tied can’t drink from there
I am the fairy of love with my naked beauty, this is the beautiful dream of life
eyes are ashamed of love when they see the love far,It is the mother of lust, the love that water fears the fire of my heart.
Love worships God in the house of the heart, my love,making love was love prostrating to god my dear
How happy are those hands that light up in the house of the heart with love,sincerely in love will be happy

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