We reached the halfway point of fate, the last day we met, it was a happy moment, and we also heard the story of love, if that morning was the hope of acquaintances, the next day was the dark evening of separations , I hid the lilac flower from your hand, I read a look at you, the sadness of your drunken eyes on that day, the whole garden was full , I saw the flowers of the deserts, everyone was smiling, the hand of the wind was in our way, it was a gem , a gem It was a blast, I took it, I hid the lilac flower from your hand, I read a look at you, sadness from your drunken eyes, oh what happened, when we parted, we got to know the distant sadness, in my hand the jasmine flower was feathered, why was it filled, why did that fire become ashes, why did it become ashes, why did it become ashes?
