The eternal death of a delusional lover, depicted in a few words: Pull over this night, a sleep, I'm not seeking For, to His nightshade eyes, no more, İ am seeing. No desire left in me for dreaming, For in dreams with you, I am not meeting Let the Sun be black, the sky turn dark For, without You bright, my eyes abandoned seeing Let the stars fall apart, clearing the path. For to you again, it is not leading Let my garden barren again. Without you my heart's not springing. And let my heart be torn apart For You in it, I am not sighting.Let me blind, my eyes loose its sight For to You, they aren't sighting. Let me crawl on ground, with no might For to You, I am not striding.Let my tongue cease to talk, For to gain You, it is not fighting Let my pen cease to write, For my name with You, it isn't writing And let my breath cease for death, Without You, there is no living There was once an Azizi, I guess? Today for good, to her I'm burying From the most beloved of thee, my Love, Today, an unknown name, I'm becoming Call me not Azizi ever, Today I'm gone, I am never returning
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