Seeing Lover In the Dream
In the dreams you came to steal the sleeping slumber.
How did this happen to you,
that without meeting you got started.
Heart is my heart, why do not we come now?
If we come closer,then we lose both in another.
The heart began to feel oppressed,
started calling to you.
How did this happen to you,
that without meeting you got started.
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