I know that the desire of Sarabeh
I know a bedroom life
Everyone is sad, but not every day or every night
My grief is no longer inappropriate.
I brought bad misery.
How dark the baby.
When one always gets bad
No hope for tomorrow
What kind of amusement to stay?
What to say?
What better time to travel and go
Always sleeping
I brought bad misery.
How dark the baby.
I dont say that life is not beautiful
It is. But not for me!
For everyone in your life is hopeful
But not for me!
My happiness bird is gone to go back
My loneliness is a world of sigh
I brought bad misery.
How dark the baby.
I know that the desire of Sarabeh
I know a bedroom life
Everyone is sad, but not every day or every night
My grief is no longer inappropriate.
I brought bad misery.
How dark the baby.
