My love, your heart's whispers, the wind carries them away,
My love, your heart's whispers, the wind scatters them like spray.
When thunder rolls, my breath finds its pause,
Gazing at you, my tears halt their cause.
Come, my beloved, to my courtyard's keep,
Where all my sorrows silently sleep.
The world, they say, forgets and forsakes me,
Never acknowledging the worth I may be.
Come, my beloved, to my courtyard's keep,
Where all my sorrows silently sleep.
My love, your heart's whispers, the wind carries them away,
My love, your heart's whispers, the wind scatters them like spray.
The world, they say, forgets and forsakes me,
Never acknowledging the worth I may be.
Come, my beloved, to my courtyard's keep,
Where all my sorrows silently sleep.
The world, they say, forgets and forsakes me,
Never acknowledging the worth I may be.
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