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If it is love, as you claim and profess

ุฃู…ุดูŠ ู…ุนูŠ

1. If it is love, as you claim and profess
For your heart's sake, my death I'd bless

ูก. ุฅู†ู’ ูƒุงู†ูŽ ุญูุจู‘ู‹ุง ู…ุง ุชู‚ูˆู„ู ูˆุชุฏูŽู‘ุนูŠู’
ูู„ูŽู‚ุฏู’ ูˆูŽู‡ุจุชู ู„ุฃุฌู„ู ู‚ู„ุจููƒูŽ ู…ูŽุตู’ุฑุนูŠู’

2. Yet we live a lie, its "April" a farce
My body writhing, tears leaving their marks

ูข. ู„ูƒู†ู‘ู†ุง ููŠ ูƒุฐุจุฉู ยซู†ูู€ูŠุณุงู†ูู‡ุงยป
ุฌุณุฏูŒ ูŠุฎุงุชู„ู ููŠ ุจูƒุงุกู ุฃุฏู…ูุนูŠู’

3. And here we are, after once being close
I walk alone, my heart no companion knows

ูฃ. ู‡ุง ู†ุญู† ุฐุง ุจุนุฏ ุงุฌุชู…ุงุนู ุถูŽู…ู‘ู†ุง
ุฃู…ุดูŠ ูˆู‚ู„ุจูŠู’.. ู…ุง ู„ูŽู‡ู ุบูŠุฑูŠู’ ู…ูŽุนูŠู’