As your beauty is confused,
Upon the majestic moon of Autumn nights,
I pray that my heart remains indelible,
In the immense expanse of the sky
As your beautiful cheerful face is confused,
Upon the lotus of the deep ocean
I pray that my heart remains alive,
Ever in the deepest of the ocean.
As your voice is confused,
Upon the melody of nightingales
I pray that my heart remains alive,
Ever in the core of the woods.
As your conscience is confused,
Upon the pious saints of the temples
I pray that my heart seek
And ever dwell as pure in the serene temples.
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