Should I treat you as a dream, a desire of Two...
The way you made me feel all over like a lass of...

The gentle hands that protect the sparrow,
Tells me not to worry, there is a safe tomorrow...

I stifled my sobs and suppressed my pain,
To the outside world, happiness I did feign...

The roses and jasmines bloom
Scenting the air with heady perfume...

Isn't it time we said our byes,
Am prepared to do so and suppress my cries...

The clouds gave way
To great spirit and joy...