Monday 31 March 2014

Spring Of Youth

Go away o’dark night; and will tell me
Beautiful morning will come;
Bud of flower will come with sweet fragrance,
Show a beauty of spring flower;
Such wish playing a trick with heart,
Such spring beauty will come again and again;
Your ocean eyes will splashing liquor,
Spirit of intoxication will see in my eyes;
You have gone far away from cost,
And entrapped in whirlpool oneself;
O’pearl diver! Why do you afraid?
Well, plentiful storm will come.


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