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My English Woman

Watched the movie- P.S. I love you, yesterday... Yes I love you & I love you so much... I love my English woman who is a ghost from my past memories... she is mysterious.. troubles me ... no one can see her.. to feel her you need to open your soul's eyes and see deep inside my soul's eyes.... That's difficult I know :) so here is the song from my heart --- song of an English woman !

Have you seen my English woman sweetheart?
My english woman - 
little pretty a cutie
All which perhaps I am not
Not physically not visibly
My english woman story
I play inside my heart mutely
Have you ever seen her lately?

She rarely comes out
Sorrows are her shades 
Smile always fades
She is a ghost from past memories
My english woman loved - 
She loved gooseberries

My Indianness is a poison for her
She is dying - dying a slow death
She cries - set me free
I wanna see Ireland
My England ! 
I love their seasons
And I hate your reasons
Why should I not live? 
Live a life of an English Woman...
Is she dead? Or sobbing still in a corner of my heart?
Have u seen her lately my sweetheart?

This is rather a sad story
But I wont cry tonight
I - I remember how to fight
I feel the ghost passing by me
The ghost of my English woman
Is this a good omen?
Am I your Indian wife?
Yes, perhaps in this life.
But do you love my other one too?
...... oh! I gave you a clue....
My English woman lives in the center of my heart
Have you seen her lately my sweetheart?
Have you seen her? 
Have you seen her lately my sweetheart?

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