My love for you begin to burgeon
But I don't know if you love me or not
Because I don't have any affluence.
If I couldn't marry you, my life
Will become wretched.
The upheaval of my love for you
Made me squalor day by day.
The confine on meeting you
Lits a profound ache in my heart.
My love for you is conspicuous
You can clearly see it.
But my soul ached because you
Neglect despite of knowing
My love.
Your exquisite voice
Like honey dropping from your lips
Make me submissive to your commands.
You are prudent because you think of future,
I do not because I've lost my mind and
And I'm in love with you.
Your shaftness left me distraught,
You thought of me as obnoxious,
But believe me I love you more than I can.
You're staid and I love it that way,
And you should have to avoid discretion
And tell me clearly,
Whether you love me or not.
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