From the pen of the heart
Of love we’ll
Write first feeling
Of our love we’ll
Write new history
Live in dreams
Our home in eyelids
On sky will shine
The star of our troth
Higher than these skies
Is our flight
Never ever be stopped if tried
Sound of beat
In this love story
Our name we’ll
Write earth sky
Of our love we’ll
Write new history
The journey of life
What kind of journey is this
Nobody has understood
Nobody has known
What kind of path is this
Yet everybody does walk
Nobody has understood
Nobody has known
Neither did I let my sweetheart go nor did she let me go
We loved each other and this loving did not let us go
The jingling of her bangles the glitter of her Bindi*
The razor sharpness of her eyeliner did not let me go
We loved each other and this loving did not let us go
*Bindi is used in the make-up by women. It is a dot between the two eyebrows.
The heart does not accept
There is great difficulty in the ritual of love
The heart does not know
Why this restlessness is happening
The heart does not know
Just like breath is necessary for life,
One lover is needed for romance.
Just like music instrument is needed for music
One lover is needed for romance.
| Heart is hit Falling in love To my heart a stranger Feels nice |
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