Be warn it may be the sad story of me
The tears, may be the memento for me
Which I am clearly seeing from your eyes
May you be wanting to hide from me?
I know I am surrounded by mirages
Again, I run after if it is love for me.
How I have left from your city dejected
This is not migration but disaster for me.
The way the dejection always comes to me
As it is madly in love with me
I will not tell anybody
You love more than your god, me











