Season after season Time against time Like a twinkle of an eye A season of my life Has come and featured its role Not without the heat of life But mixed with joy and sparring sweetness Like a play the end justified the beginning Not void of mixed feelings Sweat mixed with sweetness And I say you are like the palmtree Thou child of the tenth moon Who found her position in the eight round out of ten round Well that was fair enough And I say I am like the palmtree rummaging In childhood reminiscence Thus a feeling of nostalgia Embracing melancholic hugs I again echoed, I am like the palmtree A tale of many generation, The tale of duplicity of life and dreams A tale of love. A tale of renewal A tale of yesterday’s dreams actualized today. A tale of virginity. A tale of nativity and naivety A tale of virtue and patience A tale of love regained A tale of you and I towards a common goal A tale of celibacy. A tale of childbirth A tale of freshness. A tale ...
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