Tina Baaklini Biography

My love,

When I write to you
My pen feels enchanted
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My love,

If life ends
And we didn't meet
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Your love carries me to another world
Where love reigns king in hearts of all lovers,
A hub where hymns in the air are heard
Sung by angels who, as love birds, hover.
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My love,

I greet your sweet tender heart
That cares for me as his own
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A dream we have inside our souls, alive
A dream we paint with hope and rosy hues
A dream we write with ardour, sweat and drive
A dream we water both with tender dews
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