
Tears in the eyes
Meanwhile, my movement,
Time is running out
Your city is running without me.
I am thinking about you today
Alone in this moonlit night.
I’m thinking about you
The pain of losing carelessly.
I am writing a letter in your name
In this way,
There is no way to know
I will send to any address.
I see you when I close my eyes
Everything is fake in the eyes,
I am in the middle of this puzzle
You are the answer to all questions.
At the bend of the lost path
The mind paints a picture of you,
There is no end to this wait
Still trying to convince the mind in vain.
S.K. Runa ~
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