The sunset looks beautiful at twilight,
piercing through the underbelly of clouds,
the sky painting vehement, orange light
against the darkened faces of the crowd.
We listen to the sound of a sitar play
and feel the rapture of the beating drum.
Everything the spirit could want to say
is spoken by the motions fingers strum,
reverberating through the evening air,
and those who move to its smooth harmony.
I hold you close, sway with your gentle care.
True beauty is this rhythm, dancing free,
far from the dissonance a dark world cries,
an orange glow reflected in your eyes.

What was wrong with you?
Could you tell me, please!
I'm still having like before
Did you forget your promise?

Have you forgotten my feelings?
I still miss you like before
Have I forgotten something?
What was wrong with you?
Could you tell me, please!

Do I still make you smile?
Do you love me like before
I can't erase your loving touch!
What was wrong with you?
Could you tell me, please!

I am not happy alone
because you're done with me
I miss you more these days!
What was wrong with you?
Could you tell me, please!

Your lovely eyes and happy smile
Still play on my little mind
I know you are very kind
What was wrong with you?
Could you tell me, please!

Do you remember the first night?
Did you forget the last moment?
Those memories make me wanna cry
What was wrong with you?
Could you tell me, please!

TO ALL THOSE WHO SOUGHT SOLITUDE
AND FOUND IT FULL OF LOVE
I SALUTE YOU AND YOUR COMMITMENT

ALL YOUR LONELY STEPS AWAY FROM ALL AND EVERYTHING YOU HAD EVER KNOWN

YOUR BRAVERY IN THE FACE OF SLAVERY TO ANYTHING LESS THAN LOVE AND LOVES WHOLENESS AND FULL BEING