My mind, my soul are accepting,
The unheard, unknown, and virtual thing,
But my heart is unwilling to accept,
Your real unreality and defuncted sting.
In my life you came as a wave,
Which made me sank in you, my heart,
But as a glimmering darkness of a cave,
It entered me into the gloomy girth.
Where I search you my dear?
Give me the name of the world such,
Where I can to me make your hymns hear,
And sanctify myself! With yours heavenly touch.
It seems to me the heart beats my heart lack,
Oh! My yafanika please, please come back.
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