పెదవిపై మరుజన్మ


పువ్వు నుంచి విడిపోయి, చచ్చిపోయి, నీ నవ్వే పెదవిపై మరుజన్మ తీయాలని తేనెటీగ నోటిలోని తేనె చుక్క కోరుకోదా?

Separated from the flower, being dead, won't the honey drop in the mouth of the bee, wishing to fall on your smiling lips and be reborn again?

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