O my Love! The farther u go away from me,
The deeper will be my love for you;
The colour of my Love is so genuine and steady,
That that can not be tainted or replaced by any artificial new hue!
O my Love! A million stars might assure you a brighter dawn,
Alas! Neither they nor u know none can fetch you as bright a day as can your Sun!
Oh! Gold seems to have borrowed its dazzling colour from u,
And many more stones are fighting heart and soul to be standing in the queue!
The deeper will be my love for you;
The colour of my Love is so genuine and steady,
That that can not be tainted or replaced by any artificial new hue!
O my Love! A million stars might assure you a brighter dawn,
Alas! Neither they nor u know none can fetch you as bright a day as can your Sun!
Oh! Gold seems to have borrowed its dazzling colour from u,
And many more stones are fighting heart and soul to be standing in the queue!
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