A Maiden By the Bank
I passed a maiden sitting by the river bank,
And she was alone, beside her blank.
Air blows her blouse silently,
She sings her lovely song slowly.
But, there is something worried her,
And, no creature that even take a look at her.
I then went to her pleasantly,
Trying to ask her condition anxiously.
She looked at me in strange,
Before her heart engage.
She showed me that she dislikes me,
Perharps, her heart adores me.
Then i remember how the world was created beautiful,
And keep smiling constantly, she debilitated me completely.
I pander the love, that should not be transient,
Pray me that our love be like the Jews ancient.
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