| 1 | Dusk judah is rain fashions. | |
| 2 | I prefer slender hands, they seem to dance all the time. | |
| 3 | And on my leaning shoulder she laid her snow-white hand. | |
| 4 | You're lucky, rejoicing in my delicate hands. | |
| 5 | Her slender finger tapped me, sought my love. |
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