come, let's do something,
let's read the lines of our fate,
come, let's do something.
take the pains that are given by love,
take them less to your heart,
O beloved, you are wonderful..
what happened yesterday, happened.
the tomorrow that is coming is more important.
see the heart has taken a turn again,
there is a wrinkle in the heart...
this age, this environment,
this wrestling game on the mars,
you seem lucky to me..
O girl, everything is there
in the lines,
but not love,
you look lucky...
a naive girl,
turned out to be the thief of an entire day.
she kept a crown of evening sun
on my forehead..
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