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O woe to the lovers who died without

ูŠุง ูˆูŠุญ ู…ุนุดูˆู‚ูŠู† ู…ุงุชุง ูˆู„ู…

1. O woe to the lovers who died without
Healing their love by being together

ูก. ูŠุง ูˆูŽูŠุญูŽ ู…ูŽุนุดูˆู‚ูŽูŠู†ู ู…ุงุชุง ูˆูŽู„ูŽู…
ูŠูุฏุงูˆููŠุง ุนูุดู‚ูŽู‡ูู…ุง ุจูุงูุฌุชูู…ุงุน

2. How long will we be under surveillance
Afraid to meet, fearing spies all around

ูข. ุญูŽุชู‘ู‰ ู…ูŽุชู‰ ู†ูŽุญู†ู ุนูŽู„ู‰ ุฑูู‚ุจูŽุฉู
ู„ุง ู†ูŽู„ุชูŽู‚ูŠ ุฎูŽุดูŠูŽุฉูŽ ูˆุงุดู ูˆูŽุณุงุน

3. If we meet, itโ€™s in secret
We cannot feast our eyes or talk freely

ูฃ. ููŽุฅูู† ุชูŽู„ุงู‚ูŽูŠู†ุง ููŽููŠ ุฎูููŠูŽุฉู
ู„ุง ู†ูŽุดุชูŽููŠ ู…ูู† ู†ูŽุธูŽุฑู ูˆูŽุงูุณุชูู…ุงุน

4. Loveโ€™s sweetness is not complete
For its people unless masks are cast off

ูค. ูˆูŽุงู„ุญูุจู‘ู ู„ุง ุชูŽูƒู…ูู„ู ู„ูŽุฐู‘ุงุชูู‡ู
ู„ูุฃูŽู‡ู„ูู‡ู ุฅูู„ู‘ุง ุจููƒูŽุดูู ุงู„ู‚ูู†ุงุน

5. Woe to me for the mole on her cheek
And the one on her arm, so easy to reach

ูฅ. ูˆูŽูŠู„ูŠ ุนูŽู„ู‰ ุงู„ุฎุงู„ู ุนูŽู„ู‰ ุฎูŽุฏู‘ูู‡ุง ุงู„
ุฃูŽูŠุณูŽุฑู ูˆูŽุงู„ุฎุงู„ู ุงู„ู‘ูŽุฐูŠ ุจูุงู„ุฐูุฑุงุน