When people look at you in that way,
Don't be offended,
It's only because they see you smiling and laughing,
They wonder why,
They wonder how one person can achieve the incomprehensible,
When they're alone.

It's an envious look,
They are envious of what you have,
I'm sure you've glared like this,
It's an envious look,
An envious look will lead to an envious love.

When a candle dies out,
The wax remains; forever marking the end of an era,
Hours of light and bliss,
Victorian darkness,
Don't run from your fear - stare into the eyes of an evil,
And turn his leaf when he has not the strength to do so.

It's an envious love they try to create,
See your passion and yearn for years,
And create, and invent it,
It's unreal,
It's fake,
Learn how to love a single truthful way.

Do not deviate from your own course,
Do not quit the desire of Indian dreams,
Do not try to seek someone else's path,
Go your own way,
And hold your hope tightly in view,
Treasure each trinket, each truth, each treasure, each tiny tumble on the way.