Are you coming with the wings of the morning mist?
Till this time ,if I was searching for sweet butterfly...
Have you come like a darling fire,by mixing seven colours in my mind?
Never seeing shores,How could forget the ways?
For dreams and moonlight ,Its impossible, not to come.
Are you hugging on my forehead,softly?
Its the same sky, searched for...
Even for same shore, were dreaming for ...
Shall fly around together, with your wings?
Till this time ,if I was searching for sweet butterfly...
Have you come like a darling fire,by mixing seven colours in my mind?
Never seeing shores,How could forget the ways?
For dreams and moonlight ,Its impossible, not to come.
Are you hugging on my forehead,softly?
Its the same sky, searched for...
Even for same shore, were dreaming for ...
Shall fly around together, with your wings?
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