For the intoxicating beauty of Your eyes,
There are a million admirers,
For the intoxicating beauty of Your eyes,
There are a million stories.
With Your hair the wind plays,
The heart of many glimmers.
The way raindrops kiss your cheek,
It makes the knees go weak,
The way your lotus feet the ground,
The beauty of the scene is difficult to expound.
This heart lack a tongue,
How will it express itself?
It asks the lung,
To get a hold of itself,
You are a beautiful dream,
Yet the heart feels nervous,
The lung wants to scream,
For You are Gorgeous.
There is laziness, loneliness and a need for longing,
Yet in You I feel a sense of belonging,
Let's become stars at night and flowers in the morning,
Let's become One and never stop blooming.
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