I was even smaller than the birds, one night
Love held me from my hand
I passed through the street of dreams, one night
Roly-polies in my pockets
If rain would pour, if I'd lose sleep
If a bird would land on my forefinger
I would cry all by myself
It's because of love, it's because of love
It's because of love, said my mother, don't mind it, don't mind it, come next to me
So many seasons passed in the love market; with lies
I sold dreams to the deluded
My mind slipped from my hands, one night
The one I love and the one that loves me are different