Like the sound of cuckoo,
it soothes me;
Like the tender touch of a newborn baby,
it softens me;
Like the stream water,
it pulls me;
Like the mother's lullaby,
it embraces me;
Like the lover girl's kiss,
it takes my breath;
Like the desert,
it empties me;
Like the God;
IT SHOWS ME HOW THE HEAVEN WILL BE...
When I listen to your honey dipped voice...on radio...
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