Do you think that day will come?
I’ll meet my dreams and desires.
I wonder about a world that is an Illusion,
And forget all pain to gain pain of delisuion!
My mind search is for the day I’ll travel that galli.
Snowfalling and everything embrace by white blanket.
My warm skin and cold heart Suiting the environment.
I’ll see myself, eyes with hope and red nose.
I’ll cross places entering that lane.
With hope my eye will be looking at past and pain
I’ll be little drunk and able to face as situation
When he’ll come in front of me, I’ll reach my destination
That day I will ask why?
In that cold weather, my warm breath will be my gawahi.
May my tears flow and heart smile.
This is the last thing I desire!
