Burquawalli, how lost am I,
in your love
As keep I dreaming about,
As keep I thinking about day and night
As for how to say,
I love you, love you.
Hello, madam, how do you do,
How are you,
How are you,
Hidingly?
Oh, the moon-like beloved,
Diana under the patches of the dark clouds,
I love you, love you, Burquawalli!
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