Praise of Love
Listen to me,,my dear sweetheart.
I am the tone,you are my voice.
Your body is smiling with blooming fragrance.
This style of yours has taken me today my mind.
Listen to me, my dear sweetheart.
I am the tone,you are my voice.
Thorns buds orchards - everyone is the one you like.
I am not even more loving than
your love,no other sweetheart.
The meaning of living with you,
there is nothing less than heaven.
Listen to me, my dear sweetheart.
I am the tone,you are my voice.
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