You are the dry cold that is tired out
Silent to love, there is no another way
Your wings are withered
I am far away from myself that if you knew
I won't come back, I'm estranged away from my warfare
My hand can't sincerely reach 'cause my heart
My eyes are wet, I'm offended with love
My skin is burned so much due to you
Rain, I am your rose garden,that you're mine too.
You are the dry cold that is tired out
Silent to love, there is no another way
Your wings are withered
I am far away from myself that if you knew
I won't come back, I'm estranged away from my warfare