To my fair lady.

Seen your eyes, observed the sky

And tried to study you, It is not yet over……

Yes, it is not yet over

I was roaming and remained sweet

Then why did you meet,

And opened the door of my heart?

 Whether I open my eyes or forget

I see your portrait…….,

Yes, your Live portrait,

That my heart will write.

With love whether I laugh and talk

In separation and longing I lock

It is sweet season……

Yes, very sweet season.

Stack after stack

Wave after wave

You are sending your Love.

Some enjoyment

Some experiment

With love when I embrace

The breeze will caress.

With your glass bangles

And anklets jingling

shall I come to recite the song ?

Shall I give ?

Yes, shall I give and then take?

Like the mild drizzle and early summer,

Shall I plant the kiss ?

And perform the rhythmic dance ?

With the movement of your eye

My life will sway.

Sending the music anew.

This happy moment and ecstatic feeling

Will last our life long.

Again,

Seen your eyes, observed the sky

And tried to study you, It is not yet over……. ,

Yes, it is not yet over !

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