A thoughtful mind
Becoming blind
In your fascinating eyes,
Tell me, how to find
Where to go
For a joyous day,
That's full of light,
For a lost soul
For the day
of delight
And your beautiful eyes...
A wise man's pride,
Becoming fade
Like the husky petals
Under winter's shed,
Tell me
Where to go
How to find,
Oh, your beautiful eyes!
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