There I was to meet her
to dwell in her love as a swan
She met me with love and smile
reached me as a cloud in the air
Her hands carried me as a cradle
there I was playing as a child
She was an angel among flowers
I was her lover yes I was her lover
Number of eyes were looking us with envy and
the breeze and moon behaved as enemies
Her face made the flowers to shrink
Her smile made stars to hide in the clouds
There I was enjoyed with her
as a lover and as an hero of that garden
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