Battle of Karbala had happened, is heart lost?*
It was my reason, is this soul alive without you?
Don't tell me it was just a mistake, it doesn't befit to us
It became my death, is this soul alive without you?
I've asked someone troubled
That "what is the color of love?"
He said it's multi-colored
And sometimes marbled
I've asked myself
I've told it to be honest
She said it's the color of night
This love is gray