Let silence preach, In my shade of wine, My heart aches, Out of peculiar sunshine.. Let silence preach, In my shade of wine, My heart aches, Out of peculia...

And her heart aches for only one, And her heart aches for only one,

Strikes without a permit, An ache in the heart and soul... Strikes without a permit, An ache in the heart and soul...

We are female With same ill fate as male Children are killed before birth So who do bear the death? We are female With same ill fate as male Children are killed before birth So who...

Was it a mild ache of my heart? Or joy of freedom in disguise? Was it a mild ache of my heart? Or joy of freedom in disguise?

I ache to fly in again, I will fly again, I ache to fly in again, I will fly again,