Why was I hurt by the steam of phrases?
The broken heart just went out of places
I slept each night with tales of truth and lies
The clock had moved round counter-clockwise
I wish it could have been dealt more wisely
Before it walked up to the grave so untimely.
People grow and turn old
Maturity is something which comes untold
I quite understood your deep pain
Every tear of the hidden domain.
Hope we shall meet one day
And take all that bitterness away.