Though the sun shines from sky
But the warmth has no partially
As it shines to other
But not to me
I offer you the lamp
By melting my heart
But the ray of the compassion
Always shines to other
It's hard to get food
To the poor who has no wealth
Even lack the karma
To have the one whom loved
Between the crystal like heart
And the wealth
In the mind of lover
Wealth is always first priority
I shed tears of blood
To represent my love
But one single sight from the princess
Steal away my lover
The man that I love
If he turn toward me
I be ready to walk
here and there in the realm of hell
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