When hearts are near, people whisper!
Smile at me, when I return from work
Don't smell at me and turn in sulk
I may build the wall out of brick,
I may fix the pipe as a trick,
I may drive the multi ton trucks,
I may plough the field in bare feet,
I may walk around to sell the knick knacks,
I may go into the drain to remove the clogs,
I may wear the protective suit in oil rigs,
I may wear the gloves to wash the dirt,
When I return home, please smile at me,
For I do this work for the children and you.
Look at me as the flowers in your garden,
Look at me as you look at our children,
Look at me as a human, who is in need,
Yes, I need you and your love,
Don't scare me with your shouting,
We are very near and our hearts are very dear,
I am simply very tired and know your fear,
Wipe away your suspicious tear,
Smile at me dear, I can hear your whisper,
Don't treat me as a stranger,
When the hearts are near, people whisper,
When the hearts are afar, people shout.
Smile at me, when I return from work.
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