Convey her, O' Gentle Breeze!
Only I know how I feel.
Convey her, O' Gentle Breeze!
Say her, O’ gentle breeze!
Be severance my fate...
My heart holds courage to wait.
O' Gentle Breeze, tell her that
I don't know the art of loving...
But Sure for her I have flair for dying.
O' Gentle Breeze, whisper in her ears
That I joyfully wander in forest of longing...
May that never end for I love that yearning.
O' Gentle Breeze, reveal that
No More I pain my entity.
For I have dissolved my soul
With her till eternity.
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