Gone are those days

When the sun rose delightfully

In the clear blue skies

When the moon stretched

His hands to the stars

Who were really nice

 

Forgotten are those memories

Keeping head on whose shoulder

We stayed awake whole night

Left are those people

Who really made our lives

A fine and splendid sight

 

Rinsed are those tears

Which we cried

Thinking of those beloved ones

Who went away somewhere

And secretly died

 

Doomed is that peace

Which we together strived

To achieve

Flown away that time

Which we promised

That we would never let leave

 

What is it that

These thirsty eyes are searching

It’s a dump of ashes

Without a flame, a fire