By mistake please arrive, my Darling,
At this modest hut of mine.
I have nothing like a virtuous quality,
By whose dint Yourself I invite.
I've no knowledge like an ocean,
Nor an intellect in much measure.
Shamefaced, I stay meritless;
Nobody wants me changed.
You alone are my shelter;
Painted hope in life dejected.
What I crave is adoration;
Round You only is it always.
At this modest hut of mine.
I have nothing like a virtuous quality,
By whose dint Yourself I invite.
I've no knowledge like an ocean,
Nor an intellect in much measure.
Shamefaced, I stay meritless;
Nobody wants me changed.
You alone are my shelter;
Painted hope in life dejected.
What I crave is adoration;
Round You only is it always.
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Should even love be missing, then there's no hope for me. But if not, then You must be my destiny.
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