Ya Khayib Ana

Poor That I Am Your love overwhelmed me Your love overwhelmed me ...Since I was young Your love overwhelmed me. Your manners bewildered me Your manners bewildered me Between love and ever-growing distance Your manners bewildered me Oh poor that I am, poor that I am If you want my honesty Come already, Come over If you want my honesty I'm nothing without you. Since I was young Since I was young I was lost in your love Since I was young. Speaking honestly You really stole my heart, Honestly. (chorus) Your love overwhelmed me Your love overwhelmed me Since I was young Your love overwhelmed me. Your manners bewildered me Your manners bewildered me Between love and ever-growing distance Your manners bewildered me

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