True Love

Nothing will remain young you see

My hair, your praise

My eyes, your smile

My beauty, your youth

It will come to an end.

The sun first of all will see

The darkness of cloud

Then slowly it will rest in west

Leaving behind streaks of vermilion colour

But the memories we shared

Will outshine in the immortal sky.

My love for you

And your care for me

Will breathe thousand years...

We will definitely not write a history

But the ink of our bonding will write a page of true love...