And the paper-boat I float for you
through a windy night and the darkest blue,
hues of firefly made a sweet garland
of untold desires and a bleeding heart.
The boat did flow to an open end;
My barren eyes could ever cry-
your eyes on me
hands on mine,
Your soul on me
And the rhythm Divine.
The perfect moment I longed for though-
In a gloomy night
With sighs of soul in and out;
My pangs of love you never felt
I sang a song for you my love
And the tune of a flute came out of dark,
That filled my heart with an endless pain;
You embraced my song with the strings of love
Though my heart screamed out and I was dumb
The blissful halo coming out of dark
Shows me the way to be apart from the world of uncertainties.