Let's not lie to each other For a better way to speak to one another Let's not hide our heart's malcontent with flowers And cover their thorns with warm words
If we cannot live our lives happily May the hope for a better future rest with our pessimistic souls In the form of friendly embraces and felicitations Meant for people who were once strangers to our kindness
Let's clear the bleak air Over our shrouded faces Lest no one can communicate with us On this two-way street called love
Which is now a one-way street for me I don't know about you But, at least I am here
I know the writings have become rare. But, at least I'm here.