
Blue is the sky above you
Black is the path beneath you
Gold is the heart inside you
And pure is the love I feel for you
For you are my life, my destiny,
My soul, my heart, my identity.
You are my source of happiness
For me, you are tranquility.
As the stars in the endless sky shine above,
The eyes through which I look at you shine
As little drops of rain fall on the earth,
Little drops of pain on my cheeks glide.
I cannot ever forget you
For you were my own self
I cannot leave you lonely on the path,
Without offering any help.
But today you lie there
A lifeless body without a soul
Your eyes are shut
But my heart, I cannot hold.
As your limp form lies right in front of me,
I think…
Is this my identity or is this a link?
I burry my face into my hands
As sorrow overcomes me like
You are overcome by sand.
The black path beneath you just slips away,
Into the ocean from the land.
And I stand there, all alone…
There goes my life, my heart, my soul-
On the day before the number tagged ‘unlucky’,
In the eighth month below,
I felt my love for you grow.
But there was still, I realized,
There was still much more to feel,
Much more to know.
And the zest of my life came back to me
Although my smile does not reach my eyes now,
Eyes that now have deep, unlimited but hidden sorrow.
Black is the path beneath you
Gold is the heart inside you
And pure is the love I feel for you
For you are my life, my destiny,
My soul, my heart, my identity.
You are my source of happiness
For me, you are tranquility.
As the stars in the endless sky shine above,
The eyes through which I look at you shine
As little drops of rain fall on the earth,
Little drops of pain on my cheeks glide.
I cannot ever forget you
For you were my own self
I cannot leave you lonely on the path,
Without offering any help.
But today you lie there
A lifeless body without a soul
Your eyes are shut
But my heart, I cannot hold.
As your limp form lies right in front of me,
I think…
Is this my identity or is this a link?
I burry my face into my hands
As sorrow overcomes me like
You are overcome by sand.
The black path beneath you just slips away,
Into the ocean from the land.
And I stand there, all alone…
There goes my life, my heart, my soul-
On the day before the number tagged ‘unlucky’,
In the eighth month below,
I felt my love for you grow.
But there was still, I realized,
There was still much more to feel,
Much more to know.
And the zest of my life came back to me
Although my smile does not reach my eyes now,
Eyes that now have deep, unlimited but hidden sorrow.
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