Once I saw her at the gathering
And said shyly, hello
Beauties of her eyes and Lips
Like a splash greeted, hello
A movie scene repeats, day and night.
She is always seen, in my dream
What was her name?
Where she lives
Nothing is known to me
Me think, there exist
A relation eternity
But what relation?
This is the question to me.
Next time when I will have her glimpse
I will ask?
Were you have painful easeful feeling, as me
I ever came in you as you come
Please tell me your name
Are you playing soul love game
Youth is a heavenly dove, who dies for love
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