The world feels empty
Silent, silent and full of emptiness
Want to try to enjoy
The romanticism of life they say beautifully
But incomplete flavor
Because you're not with me
Stupid, I just got dazed
With my ambitions that fluctuate without you
Because love has gone with you
Romanticism, nonsense
I do not need that word
I do not care about that
Bhola can never be in love when
Dying on the shores of life and dying
Still going to love