A lotus, a lotus it became,
No longer within my chest's frame.
Yours it went, and yours it became,
How can I make it understand?
It does not comprehend,
Gazing at you, it remains,
My heart, it falters, it strains,
My day does not descend,
Until your name, a whisper I send.
The heart cries, "Beloved, Beloved, Lotus!"
The heart cries, "Beloved, Beloved, Lotus!"
The heart cries, "Beloved, Beloved, Lotus!"
Lotus!
The moon does not return to its home,
If your eyes don't open, the heart will roam.
The moon does not return to its home,
If your eyes don't open, the heart will roam.
Will roam.
What can I tell you, listen now,
Hear the heart's sighs somehow,
Your name it calls, Oh Heer, allow,
The heart cries, "Beloved, Beloved, Lotus!"
The heart cries, "Beloved, Beloved, Lotus!"
The heart cries, "Beloved, Beloved, Lotus!"
Lotus!
Gazing at you, the heart does not tire,
In your rhythm, it does not aspire,
Gazing at you, the heart does not tire,
In your rhythm, it does not aspire,
Does not aspire.
What can I tell you, listen now,
Hear the heart's sighs somehow,
Your name it calls, Oh Heer, allow,
The heart cries, "Beloved, Beloved, Lotus!"
The heart cries, "Beloved, Beloved, Lotus!"
The heart cries, "Beloved, Beloved, Lotus!"
Lotus!
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