It's afternoon or evening three
And I long to see thee
An ever charming face
Splitted by earthly space.
Why I remember you?
I am not sure
But I remember You.
It is sunday to be clear
Having a part of tear
May be because of her
May be because of them
But, Why this at my heart?
I am not sure
God! Am not sure...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Liked it.