See and reckon in this air trip,
And check up at every feather I am reciting your name, dear.
With you I want to lead this world at large, solitary though.
With your support, I can jump over over and over everything, tedious, no doubt.
I respect you my sweet heart, I care not owls cry, here see, I am visible with delights all possible.
Light, light, dazzling everywhere, Oh, sweet heart, and with it, we both grow singing fairy songs.
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