Let me now begin
Speaking on You, my dear
And here
Let me get pleasure.
I am fortunate
I have the opportunity
To hear from You
And see the line clear.
Here I am under You
And I am here for ever
And I know, with You
Nothing is called suffer.
O my dear, I know, You are
In air in sky in land and in water
It is Your wish how and where
When you appear when you disappear.
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