What is life, what is heart, I am all yours, wholly yours,
My life is desolate, come close to me.
My love, your memory calls to me,
From sandalwood sun, from the cloud's embrace,
My love, your memory calls to me,
It brings a beautiful dream of love, my love, my love.
May awareness cease, may night never end, may the city not arise,
May there be a journey such as this, and you be with me,
Night of fireflies, stars, colors, fragrance, visions,
May there be signs of love, and you be with me.
My life is desolate, come close to me.
My love, your memory calls to me,
From sandalwood sun, from the cloud's embrace,
My love, your memory calls to me,
It brings a beautiful dream of love, my love, my love.
What is in sulking, what in knowing the mind,
What is in the heart burning, now you should know,
Brief is the story, I am your mad lover,
Do not wound my heart, now you should know.
My life is desolate, come close to me.
What is life, what is heart, I am all yours, wholly yours,
My life is desolate, come close to me.
My love, your memory calls to me,
From sandalwood sun, from the cloud's embrace,
My love, your memory calls to me,
It brings a beautiful dream of love, my love, my love.
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