Two gorgeous eyes
are looking to the world distrustfully
with grief and sorrow…
Why they are keeping in
so much anxiety and pain?
Whom they are looking for?
What kind of sin they shyly cover?
What the Life has spoilt in you
and you neglected suffer
but storm of fury passions
rages in your soul? ...
Two gorgeous eyes
two ardent pupils
are looking restlessly on me …
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