O heart! Smash yourself smash!
Stop showing your classic lovely flash.

My love-sick tuberose,
Engaged in talking with herself at night on toes.

Nocturnal birds are calling,
Come come! Let's see the beauty of pain prevailing.

Applying moon-light,
The sky calls upon to get closer forgetting plight.

Swarm of fireflies burning!
Do they burn out of torment in heart fuelling?

On cradle of memory!
I swing in a far away island unknown imaginary.

Wind is whispering!
Stop stop adoring breakup and inner firing.

He has left me cruelly,
Will I give my love to the gypsy desert truly?