Cannot see yet this heart wants to
The lamentful voice of those hands that were meant to be with mine
My conscience is breaking
In the far distance
There was a garden where I could call home
Where delusion is majesty
I sank into the helpless dignity
All of it, it is false and deceit
Once again, this heart bleeds profusely
Why is it that when you are eluding me
A sharp pain stab my chest?
I bathed in the forbidden pit
But the colossal wound is not healed
In the future, will we meet again?
On this spot, where we first saw each other?
Why, why do you leave me here?
The trees, deprived of life are blooming
Soon this garden will be filled with lilac petals
Dead withered affectionate flowers
Is revived when you whisper
Whole garden is shaking
It shrieks your name in a voice tainted with loneliness
I stand before the gates
Waiting to take your hands and enter it together once again
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