Waves of some currents, are meeting with me.
Hearts of some poets, are beating with me.
The sun's arrival, in this early day
Every flower's, greeting with me.
Sun and far stars, with full happiness
At table of love, are eating with me.
See how strange, are turning events
Many bright moons, are seating with me.
You would have obtained, a share of booties
If you came along, fleeting with me.
I am not alone, playing this tone
Morning nightingales, are beating with me.
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