But sadly, I am none of them. And my heart knows nothing. But sadly, I am none of them. And my heart knows nothing.

In this world, My mind is full of moons and stars. In this world, My mind is full of moons and stars.

In the market of love, Most of our hearts are orphans. In the market of love, Most of our hearts are orphans.

The poem speaks about not understanding the loved one. The poem speaks about not understanding the loved one.