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When I wake up I look for your gaze,
I look for those bewitched lips
that make me fall in love when I kiss.
When the dawn comes in the morning,
I look for your hands that guide me,
I seek to lose myself in the melody of your voice.
Of a song in love
that is intoned on the silver harp,
I seek your smile, the one that cheers my soul
on desolate nights, you are my calm.