what is the color of a sun,
black and white or yellow?
what is the color of the sky
when nightingales become silent?
And they all tell me that you are not for me,
and everything turns against us
and rivers become blurry
and even then I can't without you
God, is this love?
it hits me like a thunder,
why this love misery* happened
to us, my dear?
While I'm touching your soft hair
Like a soul, like a silk
you are thoughtful looking at the river
I put my head down on your arms
And they all tell me that you are not for me,
and everything turns against us
and rivers become blurry
and even then I can't without you
why this love misery* happened
to us, my dear?