Azahara, "my eyebrows shall be like the bow of my beloved always firm in his hand, my eyelashes shall be like arrows ready to reach his heart and my gaze shall be like the mortal wound of love, which nestles in him and lives there forever".
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Azahara, "my eyebrows shall be like the bow of my beloved always firm in his hand, my eyelashes shall be like arrows ready to reach his heart and my gaze shall be like the mortal wound of love, which nestles in him and lives there forever".