Filled love in red blood, flowing in my veins
Soul as peaceful as white swan.
A sweet prayer from pink rosy lips was bilked,
was left unsaid unspoken, searching for the nightingale
As dull as black night I felt, unsaid unspoken I left , I left.
To hold the hand of the colorful music,
Hopeful rythm makes me live, left me unrythemic.
As dull as black night I felt, unsaid unspoken I left , I left.
