My heart, lost within your eyes' deep well,
My heart, your lover, now begins to tell,
Oh, do not torment me, not this time.
My heart, lost within your eyes' deep well,
My heart, your lover, now begins to swell,
Oh, do not torment me, not this time.
My heart, lost within your eyes' deep well,
My heart, your lover, now begins to dwell,
Oh, do not torment me, not this time.
My mind, it tried to reason, tried to plead,
But still my heart, it will not heed,
Your fair complexion, limbs that softly sway,
Beneath the moon, where shadows play.
Within your petals, a rose's heart,
I sing of sunlit days, a work of art,
Your gentle nature, your gaze, a fleeting spark.
My heart, lost within your eyes' deep well,
My heart, your lover, now begins to tell,
Oh, do not torment me, not this time.
My mind, it tried to reason, tried to plead,
But still my heart, it will not heed,
Your fair complexion, limbs that softly sway,
Beneath the moon, where shadows play.
Does no understanding of my love reside?
Why must you make a lover's heart subside?
Oh, do not cast me down, I implore.
My heart, lost within your eyes' deep well,
My heart, your lover, now begins to tell,
Oh, do not torment me, not this time.
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