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In the rain with you,
my heart is a garden
a dancing peacock appears
Stupid the rain!
when you are away
It brings a flood of tears...
Wet is romantic air in your love
and wet is all our bodies
How to open our tender hearts
when we both are quite and shy
Your anklet sounds to express passion
and ringing bangles conveying...
Lips unable to speak emotion
Then blowing wind comes helping
In the pouring rain when you are missing
Tough to pass the lonely night
the long garland with all its fragrance
jumps as a cobra ready to bite.
Why the garden so green yet blowing
Storm of fire to slaughter
passion in air, flame in the heart
fire blazing in the water... |
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