I entered through the gate of her love and she cried out loud!
For the joy of my love made her cried out for more;
And like the tongs of gold!
For, i went in and ate and drunk with her,
And there i met her big brown eyes.
Wait until the morning light and,
I will be with you my love;
And at the entrance of your gate of love,
But your pure gold basin is now around me!
And, it is all about love.
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