Kohl in my eyes, jasmine in my hair, a bindi's gleam, a satchel's sway,
Behold my vibrant youth, the moon itself feels shy this day.
Kohl in my eyes, jasmine in my hair, a bindi's gleam, a satchel's sway,
Behold my vibrant youth, the moon feels shy this way.
Oh, oh, oh, oh.
My veil, it dances on the breeze,
My veil, it dances on the breeze,
My heart, it trembles with unease,
My veil, it dances on the breeze,
My heart, it trembles with unease.
Someone, tell me what has come to pass,
Someone, tell me what has come to pass,
Why does my heart begin to race, alas?
My veil, it dances on the breeze,
My heart, it trembles with unease.
Veil, veil, your veil, veil.
For a glimpse of them, my eyes now yearn,
In solitude, in restlessness, why do I burn?
Whisper, whisper...
For a glimpse of them, my eyes now yearn,
In solitude, in restlessness, why do I burn?
Someone, tell me what has come to pass,
Someone, tell me what has come to pass,
Why does my heart begin to race, alas?
My veil, it dances on the breeze,
My heart, it trembles with unease.
Veil, veil, your veil, veil, your veil.
My colorful veil, it flows like ocean's art,
The playful gusts of wind sing songs to my heart.
Someone, tell me what has come to pass,
Someone, tell me what has come to pass,
Why does my heart begin to race, alas?
My veil, it dances on the breeze,
My heart, it trembles with unease.
Kohl in my eyes, jasmine in my hair,
Behold, your vibrant youth, a moon so fair,
A bindi's gleam, a satchel's sway.
Kohl in my eyes, jasmine in my hair, a bindi's gleam, a satchel's sway,
Behold my vibrant youth, the moon feels shy this way.
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