It was a tough choice with lots of options,
Lots of beliefs, lots of expectations to be kept in mind,
But we can never put our love on an auction,
Even though we are to leave all behind.
As we prepare for our ultimate departure,
And break our heart millions of time staring at their faces
But in a war of victory there are always some brave martyrs,
Such has been the tradition since ages.
We were not sure of our journey ahead,
Not sure of the destination,
Not sure whether we will ever share the same bed,
Not sure of the longivity of our relation.
But finally on that day we took one giant leap,
Biding farewell to everyone.
Leaving behind tears, flowers and the soul in sleep,
But at least now, our hearts will beat as one.
Loudness,nuisance,commotion – they are finally gone,
Now is the time of whispers.
Let our hearts now collide within this land of dark and dawn,
Let our fate be decided by almighty Ishtar.
Now we are like the casts of a fairy tale.
Galloping away from the earth.
No disagreements, no further quarrels,
No one’s gonna seperate us till our obscure rebirth.
It was a mistake, a big mistake.
We thought love was nothing but just a game,
But life rolls on. It has got no brakes.
What a miser have been! Oh! What a shame!
Now as our wicked souls haunt the mortals,
No vessels committed to forgive our sin.
We never met, we never loved, we were fools to think that,
Circumstancial love is stronger than the one destined