I have set you inside the melody,
Whenever I hear that sweet tune,
Your memories all come readily-
But finally ended up with a fume!
Smoke that comes from passion,
Ends up flying towards infinity!
Smells that retains with depression,
Demolishes in the core of eternity!
I have set you in a beautiful image,
Drawn in the secret scroll of mind,
Which will not destroy with our age,
And none will be able to get or find!
The picture I drawn will not be true-
It has already become deadly blue!