In whispers soft, a Ravana of desire,
In gentle haze, the night, a youthful fire.
In whispers soft, a Ravana of desire,
In gentle haze, the night, a youthful fire.
Where has love's boundlessness now flown?
The lamp of passion burns, its embers sown.
In whispers soft, a Ravana of desire,
In gentle haze, the night, a youthful fire.
We're here, and you are too, why this divide?
Shame, a veil, between us, where we hide.
We're here, and you are too, why this divide?
Shame, a veil, between us, where we hide.
Time, a heartless rogue, don't let it steal,
The lamp of passion burns, its wounds reveal.
In whispers soft, a Ravana of desire,
In gentle haze, the night, a youthful fire.
Lost, we merged, a meeting so profound,
The flame's embrace, the moths are tightly bound.
Lost, we merged, a meeting so profound,
The flame's embrace, the moths are tightly bound.
Soon the lamp will fade, leaving smoke behind,
The lamp of passion burns, for hearts entwined.
In whispers soft, a Ravana of desire,
In gentle haze, the night, a youthful fire.
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