koyel mitra - Gift(Ballad)

Your gift is special to me,
It filled me with profound ecstasy;
No money on this earth can buy it,
It's costlier than the costliest jewellery.

It's a symbol of your love,
I sealed it in my heart;
Your gift is precious to me,
With it I will never part.

Your love is bright as the sun,
Your heart soft like marmalade;
Your love shall always remain,
From my heart it will never fade.

I think of you day and night,
Your love is always a pleasure;
I shall always love you, my Prince,
Your love is a lifelong treasure!

koyel mitra

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