I lost myself when, I don't even notice.
I am walking in the unknown,
Where will I stop, my mind is inward.
Even today, I weave colorful dreams with my eyes,
Sometimes I become the murderer of my own dreams.
I am very indebted to the luxury of my mind,
Only he knows, who has always made it in my mind.
The birds spread their wings, flying across the sky.
At the end of the day, they return to their nests again. The vastness of love, see it tear your heart apart.