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And the ball is busy and the time is wasted
and the clowns are wearing the jagged cloud
and
a piece of grain and henna
and a look and a sweet and sweet * and the sweetness of my heart is a heartbeat of love
and the consciousness of Bharasel The bees are guarded
Kalam Dahab series is shrouded
and the silence of the perfume and whisper of the bells
The touch of Eida says the electrifying tremor
Love with a vengeance and needed exhilarating
Huh to the heart of the light of my eyes
And the ball is busy and the time is wasted
and the clowns are wearing the jagged cloud
and
a piece of grain and henna
and a look and a sweet and sweet * and the sweetness of my heart is a heartbeat of love
and the consciousness of Bharasel The bees are guarded
Kalam Dahab series is shrouded
and the silence of the perfume and whisper of the bells
The touch of Eida says the electrifying tremor
Love with a vengeance and needed exhilarating
Huh to the heart of the light of my eyes