I have been helpless in the past from the alleys, I have reached the halfway point of the crow, I am tired in this evening , I am taken to my nest, I am taking a tired crow in this evening , I am taking refuge in my nest in the escape of this time, I have not passed, I have been driven from this speechless boredom, I have been driven from the paradise of love and desire, all the sorrow and all the thoughts of this time are sitting without you with God . He was with you and he was not with God, this time he is sitting without you, with God , the one who was with you and not with God , the air of bitter cries, the one whose laughter was not separated from his lips, the air of bitter cries, the one whose laughter was not separated from his lips,
without you, where do I go, where do I go, where do I go, where do I go, I am left from you, my memory is on my feet, I am with you. I am caught, I am not able to escape, I am not able to escape, I am not able to escape.