The clouds are weeping because of a love that is ending, The streets are wet with my tears. Lela, whom I love, I want to see my reflection in the light of your eyes. Don't leave me; have pity on me; Without you, I can't live. Give me breath by your words, Give me warmth with your heart, Give me light with your gaze, Give me life with your sweet love.
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