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Persian
1592 – 1676
My Queen, how much longer must I stay
Outside your door when you hold full sway
O’er my heart. Mis’ry is all I feel
I suffer anguish when you’re away
And every night I toss and turn
Your heartless wiles will kill me one day
My Queen, how much longer must I stay
Outside your door when you hold full sway
O’er my heart. Mis’ry is all I feel
I suffer anguish when you’re away
And every night I toss and turn
Your heartless wiles will kill me one day