My loving place,
I would like to go
My mind is incline towards there always,
But here I am;
Under the control of life;
Control of human
What I have decided;
To face.
Thinking of my home
Stream of tears fall.
Once the lovely secrets I had,
Regret now, I had not told you.
And faithless acts I had done,
I regret
Forcing the times, I don’t think I would
Throttling the feelings of pains
Thinking of you
Tears drop relentlessly.
What is this for?
Samsaric is the world for me
Wherever I go
It’s sadness only
There is no ending to my sorrows.
Even if we come together
Because of fate we have,
We have to part
Growing through these sorrows
Life’s ending
I pray to god,
What's wrong with this?
Look after me.
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