Will you be my sorrow?
This is a flying shadow aula baul rukho hair path dust under the eyes black shadow. There you will touch at night. Will you be my sorrow?



Will you be the tears in my dry eyes?

Will the telephone ring in the middle of the night?

Will you break my lonely afternoon solitude and knock on the door that is constantly moving in the loyalhand of the postman?Itwould be sad to put it in a bluish envelope .

Will yousigh in my empty chest ?

Will it be a soft touch?

I'll give you a little trouble.

I will bite my lips and cry?
I'll give you a little trouble.
This long yellow afternoon of waiting will be
one thing not to keep talking?
I'll give you a little trouble.

Will you be mine alone?

Will you be my only sorrow?