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ENاصل بول
ترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
I never thought,
Never dreamed about
Such a wonderful thing.
It was just around sunset,
Almost by accident, It started opending.
Sunrise flower,
Blessed was the hour
This land met
You migrated seed;
On the green shore of
this continent,
Springing up all of a sudden
You bloomed just in front of me,
Raindrops falling, daylight fading,
Following you on the distant trails
Of the coming evening;
My eyes in trance,
My lips in flames,
Desiring to sip the purest nectar
Of your sweestest being.
