If you need me, call me,
Ah! such beautiful words,
Liar, who needs who?

Haven’t I seen your despair?
Haven’t I seen your pain?
Haven’t I seen those drunk eyes fill up?
A life caught between pages 231 and 232

Last night,
Was it a dream?
When you knocked at my door
And we met across a dusty table where the wind whispered,

And as your lips met mine,
You felt only the rain on your lips, your first kiss,
And as your hands caressed me, I was only another body,
And as I ran my fingers through your uncombed hair,
I was just a hopeless fool,

Oh Minu,
If only I could tell you, how much he loves you,
You would see the trees in the mirage.