You are my eyes,
the pulse within my heart's core.
In the scorching, fiery sun,
you are love's monsoon's downpour.
You are my eyes,
the pulse within my heart's core.
In the scorching, fiery sun,
you are love's monsoon's downpour.
In a world of men,
a woman I became, reborn.
By fate's cruel hand,
I've tasted poison, life forlorn.
In a world of men,
a woman I became, reborn.
By fate's cruel hand,
I've tasted poison, life forlorn.
I was the accused,
why did you commit this crime?
This woman's form, the root,
your enemy, in space and time.
You are my eyes,
the pulse within my heart's core.
In the scorching, fiery sun,
you are love's monsoon's downpour.
My tears, they become lamps,
to light your path ahead.
Let all your thorns, my love,
pierce my weary feet instead.
My tears, they become lamps,
to light your path ahead.
Let all your thorns, my love,
pierce my weary feet instead.
In every sorrow, every grief,
a daughter's soul will stay.
May your life not mirror mine,
come what may.
You are my eyes,
the pulse within my heart's core.
In the scorching, fiery sun,
you are love's monsoon's downpour.
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