It haunted me forever,
As the mongrel away from home…
My only man
Without which the day as the night…
Where’s my pride?
Trailed behind him like a dog…
From the love my soul has bloomed,
Despite the flood of tears…
And lucky me, no one
To do so, as he could not…
Thankful,
That’s my biggest shore
He was air, he was everything.
But he was tired of being…
He is tired of my problems,
And, probably, tired to love…
I wish him not to know
How much pain from these tears…
It must be fate – to lose
Those who in heart is drenched sprouted
