The Eyes,
The Eyes Divine
So artfully crafted and chiselled
Curvy and mystical,
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Mongolia,
Which routes did they take to
In coming from Mongolia
In the past?
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After kissing the rose,
The red rose
Smeared with dew drops
Got I emotional,
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I am just going through
And getting it verified
and thinking about the notorious crowds
Gathering to attack the temple
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Going smilingly
With the flying kisses,
The young maiden in the goggles
Looking like a heroine,
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Saw I at the town square
Crossing the ways
A modn stylist girl
In the goggles
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The paths of life are lonely
And I have to go it there all alone,
None will be with me
That I know it,
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Washing my son's,
The sins of Sagar sons,
How to do penance,
Penance for ancestral sins,
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The poor child
Playing with dust
Oblivious of it all,
Living in the shanty,
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