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Sadness has made a nest in your beautiful eyes
the night has made a home in your black hair
Your two black eyes are like my nights
The blackness of your eyes is like my sorrow
when the spite comes down of my eyelashes, it becomes rain
the sorrow like a flood has ruined my improvements
when you're staying with me
the wind takes my loneliness
my two teary eyes, has rained in the night
the spring few out of my hands
The ice flower has grown in my heart
in my room I am getting burned from loneliness
Oh! The one that has blossomed in this season
How can I sing? My youth has gone
My voice has already gone
The ice flower has made my heart young.
Sadness has made a nest in your beautiful eyes
the night has made a home in your black hair
Your two black eyes are like my nights
The blackness of your eyes is like my sorrow
when the spite comes down of my eyelashes, it becomes rain
the sorrow like a flood has ruined my improvements
when you're staying with me
the wind takes my loneliness
my two teary eyes, has rained in the night
the spring few out of my hands
The ice flower has grown in my heart
in my room I am getting burned from loneliness
Oh! The one that has blossomed in this season
How can I sing? My youth has gone
My voice has already gone
The ice flower has made my heart young.
How can I sing? My youth has gone
My voice has already gone
The ice flower has made my heart young.