The tale of our
who makes the lilies laugh...

My own eyes have seen my life going towards death
my own eyes have seen my death taking breaths...

Let the desire learn how to smile
let my heart forget how to rile...

Whenever it rains
earth forgets all its pains...

When the eve glooms
more flowers bloom...

Myself seems to be imaginary
but truth is in my heart...

My unseen world
is the world of truth...

How far would i go....
to make the air blow....,to float on the ripples...

Eyes are like river
in which some dreams shiver...

The whole life goes on
but the message written in eyes remains unread...

It fills my eyes with lots of dreams
it chills my heart with lots of knockings...