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The woman who
Doesn't even look at love
Doesn't deserve to be called a woman
She's like a flower
That doesn't spread its scent
Like a log
That doesn't know how to burn
Passion has
A magical language
That must be learned with kisses
Because a woman
Who doesn't know how to love
Doesn't deserve to be called a woman
A woman should be
Dreamy, flirtatious, and fiery
She must give herself to love
With frenzied ardor
To be a woman