I love her... Yes, yes, I love her.
For my dwelling, my resting place, is in her heart.
Beautiful as a rose, like a jasmine blossom.
And the secret is that her flaws are hidden.
If she is far away, if she becomes like a cloud,
Like a spring, I am captive, watering her path.
I kissed her until she was quenched, my beloved.
I hid a thousand kisses in her bosom.
The nights without her are endless.
The sweetest nights I lived were in her presence.
No, my sweet one, you will not fear,
For our love is blessed, sacred by her Lord.
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