Smile come’s down to my face,
When I see you, playing with fire O moth,
I know the consequence of such action but,
you are engrossed in your lover reaction.
When you don’t see her you lose your-self,
you go beyond this world but still you could not rest,
again a new hope rises from the east,
O Meet, I am for her and I will never retreat.
The smile on her face make me glow again,
even in the sadness I feel alive again.
My face turns blue when she is not arround.
The storm in my heart turns me upside down.
I am a high winds and she is a spring.
My time will come when we meet again.
I wrapped in her thoughts every single day.
Please tell me someone how should I convey.
Night awaits for me to get some sleep,
but I am busy in chasing her in my dreams.
I look up I look up I look up in the sky.
I say I love her, they say meet we know what it likes to cry.