'In this appealing shade I rest
Among the desert trees
I knew that my love like a dove
Hides in the branch above
For I can hear her cheerful voice
Humming in the fair winds
And the creaking of the branches
By her slender haunches
For I shall climb this desert tree
And hold her in my hand
To run my lips on her feathers
And in my heart forever
The sudden burst of the fine sands
Brings me to reality
How pleasant, my love, my delight
She made my day so bright.'
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