When will I resist my sinsAnd desist from every worldy way?Enticing, she beckons me,The sweet song of the lady That impulses me.Engaging exquisite eyes, Cheerful glances, a noble charm.
K.Oni
O, Lord of mercy Mercy me in my distress! My heart has gone far from you And your light of peace Has escaped my soul! O, bitter is the gall...
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