When I wrote you a letter in your memory
It become a sight of thousand colors
When it became morning, it became flowers
When night came, it became stars
A song echoed some where; my heart said that you came
When limbs snapped some where, I thought you became shy
When fragrance spread somewhere, it felt like your hair is spread
When I wrote you a letter ….
The atmosphere is colorful, the style is colorful, this strut, this shyness
The tossing and turning, this loneliness, this going away by making me thirsty
Won’t it make a crazy man out of any adult?
When I wrote you a letter ….
Wherever you are I am there, you are the hear beat of my heart
I am the traveler, you are the destination,
I am the thirsty, you are the rain
My world are these eyes, my heaver is this, hem your garment
Trans: Brindavani
