sounds of laughter still reverberating in my heart,
i feel the showers of time cleansing my eyes,
though autumn has gone and winter is going to start,
the parrot drowned in grief is going to lie 'neath the starry skies.

wincing in the pain of miles, I am thy lover hidden in smiles

the fleet jealous of the twittering bird,
fails to see its crying insides,
and though she has lost her heart in breezes of nights,
she beautifully hides in smiles, her eyes, full of cries.

wincing in the pain of miles, I am thy lover hidden in smiles