Like my heart’s pain that has long missed its meaning,
the sun’s ray robed in dark
hide themselves under the ground.
Like my heart’s pain at love’s sudden touch,
they change their veil at the spring’s call
and come out in the carnival of colours,
in flowers and leaves
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Your smile, my love, like the smell of a strange flower,
Is simple and inexplicable.
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The world has kissed my soul with its pain,
asking for its return in songs.
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