@Tooba
If he were kind So in my eyes There would be no flickering moisture Not in the valley of my heart The autumn caravan stopped ... If he were kind In my bright eyes The stars would imprison On my injured palm He would pick a flower Take my hands in yours He would say Love is light, color There is fragrance, there is star Swear love me I love you the most But that's what he would say then If he were kind
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