My Tears
Wipe off my tears, the tears of agony and pains
Wipe off my tears, the tears of languish that brought gnashing of teeth’s.
Wipe off my tears, the tears of sorrow that brought lamenting
Wipe off my tears, the tears of too much thinking that brought weeping.
Wipe off my tears
Wipe off my tears because I think of having a gipsy Jill.
A gipsy Jill can only wipe off my tears.
Let the moon of love shines and show me the way
Let the stars shine brightly because I cant see
Wipe off my tears
The gipsies Jill that will place her soft palm and make me feel her.
The gipsy jill that I will touch her checks with my hands and give a gentle peg on
the either side
The gipsy Jill that I will always admire because she worth a second glance
The gipsy Jill that will wipe off my tears whenever am weeping
Wipe off my tears
The gipsy Jill that I will kiss on her forehead and over the bridge that lead to her
nose
The gipsy Jill that when I weep she wipe my tears with her soft hands on the
water that drop through my cheek
The gipsy Jill that her brown shining eyes will be compare to that of the moon
The gipsy Jill that whenever she blinks at me, my love for her increases
Wipe off my tears
The gipsy Jill that always vanquish all languish of love
The gipsy Jill that is well spunky and sprightly nice
The gipsy Jill that spy to pry
The gipsy Jill that is not wry neither wintry
Wipe off my tears
The gipsy Jill that her eyes will look as blue as forget me not
The gipsy Jill that will look jazzy and not fuzzy
The gipsy Jill that will fill my pill gap with gap
The gipsy Jill that is always fury and hurry to see her grip
Wipe off my tears
The gipsy Jill joys will be mine why my happiness will be hers
The gipsy Jill that I will send tons of love
The gipsy Jill that will be as audacious on any part of love
The gipsy Jill that will be as blameless as the snow
Wipe off my tears
Wipe off my tears oh gipsy Jill to flush all slush in our love
Wipe off my tears and be furious and curious in our love
Oh what a gipsy Jill to trust by her speaks plainly
Oh what a gipsy Jill to meet my stony heart with her cold booming voice.
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