Bijay Kant Dubey
Foreigner Love, Which Seashore Are You By Sitting And Enjoying?
Foreigner love, I haven't seen,
Just have heard about you,
Now reveal you,
Who you are, what your identity,
What your name, where do you live you?
You keep not sending love letters from far,
Across the wide, wide unfathomable seas,
Trans-Atlantic, Pacific and the Mediterranean.
Foreigner love, I know not your language,
But understand I the language of love,
the language of pulsation and heartbeat
And the heart-ache.
Holding the hand, let me ask you,
Do you love me, do you love me,
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