My tears are an evidence
Of my ill deeds
Oh please don't wipe them
Let them be framed and hung on wall
Let everyone see how sinful I am
Let my tears be flown forever
Till I see myself there
Where my sins are ready to washed
And my head, without any thought be slashed
Then only can I, have a relief in me
Or may be then too my deeds wont let me be free
For the work I have done
Is the worst it could be
So bad that even I don't have dare to see
I don't have courage to face my face
And tell others why shouldn't they hail
Name of theirs who slaughters me away
And let my body be neither in air nor in clay
Let my story be told to everyone
How dreadful I am to harm the very sun
Reason for my life,light and sight
The sun who made my everyday bright
The one who held me through the forest of darkness
The one who protected me with the swords sharpest
And I here shamelessly
Stand on my legs and say
Have hurt such person here
Who is the dearest dear
I don't know how and why
Only thing I know... Is to cry
Cry and cry with tears forming sea
In which I can drown
And set myself free
From the body and soul which holds
The title of making the win
A regretful event.
Of my ill deeds
Oh please don't wipe them
Let them be framed and hung on wall
Let everyone see how sinful I am
Let my tears be flown forever
Till I see myself there
Where my sins are ready to washed
And my head, without any thought be slashed
Then only can I, have a relief in me
Or may be then too my deeds wont let me be free
For the work I have done
Is the worst it could be
So bad that even I don't have dare to see
I don't have courage to face my face
And tell others why shouldn't they hailName of theirs who slaughters me away
And let my body be neither in air nor in clay
Let my story be told to everyone
How dreadful I am to harm the very sun
Reason for my life,light and sight
The sun who made my everyday bright
The one who held me through the forest of darkness
The one who protected me with the swords sharpest
And I here shamelessly
Stand on my legs and say
Have hurt such person here
Who is the dearest dear
I don't know how and why
Only thing I know... Is to cry
Cry and cry with tears forming sea
In which I can drown
And set myself free
From the body and soul which holds
The title of making the win
A regretful event.
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