O love, this restlessness too will die soon
Your hour, your spell, and your life will fly high
Your eyes, and the dreams would rest in peace
The world will sing songs to your soul
Your spirit will free the chained ones
I am content with you, and you give me voice
O love, you meet me in event-ides
Midnights unfold your desire
Morning's music makes me feel you
Beyond the starry light,
And beyond any sea-sand
You are the soul of every natural melody
Ye have to dance freely
Let this age drink the eternity of time
For you, O my love, are the breath of life.
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