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When I leaned down to kiss it chastely

ู„ู…ุง ู‡ูˆูŠุช ู„ูƒูŠ ุฃู‚ุจู„ู‡ ุณุทุง

1. When I leaned down to kiss it chastely
With a glance's swift sword that seemed to undo me

ูก. ู„ูŽู…ู‘ุง ู‡ูŽูˆูŽูŠุชู ู„ููƒูŽูŠ ุฃูู‚ูŽุจู‘ูู„ู‡ ุณูŽุทุง
ุจูุญูุณุงู…ู ู„ูŽุญุธู ูƒุงุฏูŽ ูŠูŽุจุฏูˆ ู…ูุนุฏูู…ูŠ

2. My blood flowed and was marked by a drop
Camphor and his lips that did not tire

ูข. ููŽุฌูŽุฑู‰ ุฏูŽู…ูŠ ููŽุฃุตูŠุจูŽ ู…ูู†ู‡ู ุจูู†ูู‚ุทูŽุฉู
ูƒุงููˆุฑู ูˆูŽุฌู†ูŽุชูู‡ู ุงู„ู‘ูŽุชูŠ ู„ูŽู… ุชุณุฃูŽู…ู

3. Itโ€™s no wonder that when pressed to him
Camphorโ€™s habit is to staunch the blood

ูฃ. ู„ุง ุจูุฏู’ุนูŽ ุฅูู† ู„ูŽุตูู‚ูŽุช ุจูู‡ู ููŽู„ูุฃูŽู†ู‘ูŽู‡ู
ู…ูู† ุนุงุฏูŽุฉู ุงู„ูƒุงููˆุฑู ุฅู…ุณุงูƒู ุงู„ุฏู‘ู…ู