If I offer you
A small drop of dew
And a piece of diamond.
Which one will you choose?
I must hope,
You prefer the diamond to dew,
Then how you can value my tender love
With a desert like heart in you.
You may find thousand hearts around you
But you don't know,
Which one really loves you.
If you want to get this one,
You have to choose then the dew,
And it makes you feel
How much my heart can love you.
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