Lamma Bada Yatathana

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When he started his staggering walk
The beauty fascinated us, oh my Love!
Something captivated us in the moment
A branch that started to bend as soon as it came to life

Oh my destiny and the reason of my confusion!
Who will relieve my sufferance...
caused by love...and listen to my complaining?
Except for the Queen of Beauty

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