It's nice to choose one well, one tender Valentine.
In the midst of special days, it's nice to choose one well.
And we would go insane, waiting to be kissed.
To resist the sweet Valentine, we would go insane.
Like nothing, chocolates or a rose shall be gone.
Valentine Days have passed, like nothing.
To have love, near and around always.
We shall remain one, to have love.
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