This is the life I prepared for my self,
I put my ideas prepared on my shelf,
whatever you say I, m for your words deaf,
whatever you do I will keep stiff.
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Why every time I see the palm that is standing in the end of the street I remember you?
Why when I see the sleeping trees on the night's breast listening the new tales of the sea breeze I also do?
Why every time I enter the class I remember you although I have never seen you in schools?
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Because of his yearning for her absent eyes,
that live with him nights and days,
As soon as he meets in front of him any eyes,
he remembers her large ones,
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Oh girls please pay attention
Boys please pay attention
My lover has not come yet.
May be she is lost,
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