Again, your love, a dawn unfurled,
Again, my eyelids bow to thoughts of you.
Again, your love, a dawn unfurled,
Again, a reason to weep, it's true,
Again, the teardrops break, their anguish shown.
In your gaze, no loyalty's true claim,
In your gaze, no vows of faith reside.
At your feet, tradition’s binding chain,
At your feet, where old customs abide.
You are content, no sorrows to restrain,
Another's lands reflect within your pride.
Again, my eyelids bow to thoughts of you,
Again, the teardrops break, their anguish shown.
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