We Strangers My soul finds a key to be free from locks, Whenever I follow that lass at sidewalks. So to ascertain the cost of love, My depressed mind awakes, I’m a tired bird, her hair is nest. I see my feelings elevating over the mountains, Disturbing my sleep and waving with curtains. I felt the pain of a thousand thorns, Since it’s the effect of love hormone, I wish we would feel these together, We are not strangers, not strangers anymore. Oftentimes my feet prancing itself towards her, We are not strangers, not strangers anymore. Those eyes seemed me as sea waves, And they pulled me into the seashore, I never knew when I dipped into the seafloor. Fireflies lighting up around her home windows, Gesturing my heart where my heart belongs, We are not strangers, not strangers anymore. For me it’s better again to be home alone, Because whenever she passe...
