In eyes the rain had been,
When away You were going.
A tray filled with my flowers
Onto ground You were throwing.
Between You and me, Lord,
Never there's comparison.
You're the heavenly star,
I am but a glowworm earthly.
In whose eyes had been tears?
In the world, knows it everybody.
Although self-born and endless,
Having loved, You'd appeared.
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Not a bit of selfishness is in Your affection.
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