Queen of my dreams, oh! my love,
Up in the sky and the world above.
Instant touch of winds make me feel,
Caresses of you, again, I appeal.
Knower of unknown, send her back,
Watching from above, to fill my sack.
Ice-cold have I turned without you,
Take off the veil, from the blue.
Take turns backward or else I’ll die
End up my life, no more sighs.
Death completes all, no more cries.
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