Like the spring refills the palette of nature with colors,
I here await, for you to rejuvenate my soul.
With filled eyes, heavy heart,
I here await, for you to rejuvenate my soul.
My heart throbs at your name,
Lips curl at your thought,
Eyes search you in the crowd,
Palm stretched to clutch yours and walk along,
Here I stand at the gateway of my heart,
And await, for you to rejuvenate my soul.
To light the sky of my world with crackers,
To adorn the streets of my heart with confetti,
To feel the warmth of rising sun,
To feel the joy of walking along,
To mend my mind of legion pains,
I here await, for you to rejuvenate my soul.
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