This Beautiful Season, and dreams of union....
Today, lets compose songs of life!
Magic of collyrium in the eyes, or The Sun made of black velvet?
'The touch of petals on your countenance', is the new meaning of 'soft'!
Lonely mirrors and
Disappointed heart,
Thirsty for your sight.
This Beautiful Season, and dreams of union
Today, lets compose songs of life!
The recitals of your green and red glass-bangles...are the good fortunes of my courtyard!
'Spread a mania of your beauty amongst the buds', is the document of my garden!
From the loose strand of your hair.......... to the blowing wind,..
...........To the hearts of the buds....
The doors of good fortune are now open in my garden!
This Beautiful Season, and dreams of union
Today, lets compose songs of life!
