Let this be my last walk through this nocturnal greenery...
I walked miles with my loneliness
I heard mournings of a lost soul...
I searched.. but no traces.
If my life soon to be an art....
It'll be an absurd thing, I certain;
pictures nothing but dark silence....
Still I hear the sad songs of a lost soul.
I need no love from your heart..
cause I never knew love,
a forbidden fruit, and you'll suffer....
Oh..! the sad melodies.... still sting my heart.