[بثينة محمد]

I know how do I love you , how deep, how bad
yet , my heart can not be prisioned by you
thus , I may hold the guilt of making you sad
for I have to fly away from you
It is only you, the one who had
the purest love, the one which is true
you can wander and be at me mad
sure, you shall ask why I flew
My heart, my sweetest man
you could leave me. so, forgive me if you can

Pearl of soul..