My mind is playing one-stringed guitar
Where are you babe I have no lover
My mind is a sailor it sings a song
It looks for the harbor where you belong
My mind finds you no where so it becomes worried
O baby you are like my new moon of Eid
For melody of pain the one string of my mind's guitar
Is making wonderful music so it's about to tear
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