When rain-drenched leaves waft their smell
And in the grey sky clouds wander alone
From behind whom the golden sunrays peep;
When, on the singing twigs of flowers,
Butterflies tipsy with joy spread their colours
Then at this time do you remember,
That someone is waiting for you,
With a smiling face and eyes full of rosy dreams
Even if raven hair will show wires of silver
Even if thousand seasons will change
These dreamy eyes will look only for you
In different seasons, flowers and faces
As if you’re somewhere around?!
Do you look for those dreamy eyes and smiling face
In any flower, song or butterfly;
In fresh whiff of breeze
And pink twilight?