What you call love is an unyielding passion
What you call love, what you call love
The one whose recipe is impossible
The one who is often left to the grave
What you call love, what you call love
The one whose recipe is impossible
What you call love, what you call love
A little good manners is like a bee
Hearts are like pomegranates
Breasts are like a corn
What you call love,
what you call love A little good manners is like a bee
Hearts are like pomegranates Breasts are like a corn
What you call love,
what you call love Sometimes bread looks like a vine
The tears in the eyes look like tears
The bird in the cage looks like a bird
What you call love,
what you call love Sometimes bread looks like a vine The tears in
the eyes look like tears The bird in the cage looks like a bird
What you call love,
what you call love Know that love has no recipe
It has few smiles,
but many troubles A magical arrow in the heart
What you call love,
what you call love Know that love has no recipe
It has few smiles,
but many troubles A magical arrow in the heart
What you call love, what you call love
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