You are priceless to me, Like a nostalgia to be; You are priceless to me, Like a nostalgia to be;

In every vein of ours, There are drops of zeal and fervour. In every vein of ours, There are drops of zeal and fervour.

Emptiness is rising, Fulfil it with true colours... Emptiness is rising, Fulfil it with true colours...

Love is like cold wind in summer, Love keeps you alive, Love is like cold wind in summer, Love keeps you alive,