For your black eyes' sake
Pity me from your eyelashes
That made my soul loved you
For your white front' sake
Pity me from your eyes
For your beautiful figure' sake
Get your beauty away
For your nightly hair' sake
Make your eyes call me
I go with them in your sea
When I know you are sure
Hardly I feel asleep
In my sleep I dream with you
In my day your image before me
Yet I don't feel I'm sorry.
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