Thought of searching for myself again, In the meadows of midnight reign And scrambled up here with the olds Where I would be free And no one is going to judge me again.

I am tired Of the tiresome word And the world seems high Am to tired to fight. Let me live the life again, Free from anxieties And the pain.

She kissed all his scars The marks of his tiresome war And all the pains borne by him, And let him sleep, in the moonbeam.

কষ্ট সবারই হয় বলতে সবাই পারেনা। বুক আমার ফাটে মুখ তবু ফটেনা।

The way she looked at me She hold my hands like nobody ever did The soul converged with her grace And when she kissed, redefined completeness...

Once again I fall in love... With the clam breeze of the night running through my hair through the veins to my heart. I am falling in love once again with the rhythm of every light passing by. One more time I am in love with the City of Joy...