I miss the days when I used to talk to you
I miss the days when I used to talk to you
I miss the days when I used to talk to you
Your scarf on the temple
The color of the handkerchief
You had given me a song
Which I had brought with me
Your scarf on the temple
The color of the handkerchief
You had given me a song Which I had brought with me
For me,
your memories are still there
I miss the days when I used to talk to you
I miss the days when I used to talk to you
The moment of separation,
when will you be able to bear it?
My hands are kissing,
can you bear to hear such words?
My hands are kissing,
can you bear to hear such words?
I will die if you turn your eyes away
I miss the days when I used to talk to you
I miss the days when I used to talk to you
The more we love each other
The more we will die in each other's arms
The more we love each other
The more we will die in each other's arms
How will people see the ruins of the soil?
I miss the days when I used to talk to you
I miss the days when I used to talk to you
I have left alone,
after
loving you
I am saying this today,
with your photo in my heart
I have left alone,
after loving
you I am saying this today,
with your photo in my heart
God knows what mistakes I have made
I miss the days when I used to talk to you