I, with each falling leaf of time, forget
you little by little, as if you would have
forgotten me already,
Your face has started fading away from my
heart like the clouds in the sky, as if my face
then would have been faded away in yours.
With silence, even my footsteps shy
to step on a hard rock or pebble,
But, i keep on walking with the air,
the song of theirs is heard no more.
I, with each falling leaf of time, forget
you little by little,
Somehow, you face has started fading away
from my heart like the clouds in the sky.
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