Flying having the pinions of wait
with the hope for living.
How much can I walk
by the faith-stick of blind-affection?
Not knowing the way...
Only waiting is my way. (1)
The feelings of the inner soul
The tears of the eyes
The beats of the heart
Always give the hope of your arrival.
The breeze of the golden evening
brings fathomless hope.
The fragrance of the blossomed flower
brings your aroma.
The witch-full voice of bird
brings me the sensation.
I know,
someone will surely give life to my dreams. (2)
In his heart,
no such feelings is there!!
He knows
each of the colored-flowers of my heart-garden.
If not today,
tomorrow will sure fulfill my dreams...
This is my hope
Only hope.. (3)
