Sing with me and be my air,
And with you my soul I'll share.
If you come in my sweet lair,
You will see my teddy bear.
Fly with me and be my care.
If you hanker for sky's stare,
We will climb higher stair,
Ere we'd say morning prayer.
Light my eyes and be my pare!
If the virtues you've to spare,
Do not scare my soft snare
Fully, always, anywhere...
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