when each moment i am dragged here and there
in this existence incompletely molded,
as just another drop in this sea
who is moved to the shore and again back,
do you know about my love?
As a drop in the huge waves, who
rush to shore like naughty kids,
have you ever observed me among these many,
the soul cursed to carry a broken heart
forever more till my existence fade?
Life once believed to be too short
is now nothing but a dragging song
that is being sung again and again,
merely as a tiny part of that curse
to be alone forever more.