Its getting cold and,
its becoming lonely too,
the fog is getting dense,
with each passing day,
days are becoming shorter,
nights are getting longer,
and in the mid of this winter,
by my side i need you.
you may ask autumn came,
summer went, spring passed,
all these three seasons,
i never asked of you,
than what has happened,
that now i need you?
and to this i want to say,
all these three seasons,
i was busy trying to forget you,
that all these three seasons,
i was somehow able to,
force myself not to think of you.
from morning till evening,
i could spend my time,
watching the people passing,
and cheering children in street,
and if i would look up,
i could take a flight with birds,
and at night i could talk to,
the stars and moon.
All this was enough,
to keep my thoughts away from you,
to let myself being distracted enough,
so that i don't think of you,
though occasionally i would cry so much,
that it would thunder and rain,
you must have seen and heard that too.
But now in winter,
there is only thick dense fog,
i cannot see people,
and children in street,
i cannot see birds if i look up,
at night there is no moon,
there are no stars,
all i am left with is,
thoughts of you and you.
And with each passing moment,
with every thought and breathing,
my soul is growing cold,
and with dense loneliness,
my heart is getting choked,
oh! can you be kind, and,
just come for an evening,
i promise after that,
i will never disturb you.
Because after that,
i will able to ,
spend this and coming winters,
thinking of the winter evening,
that i spent with you,
and the warmth of the memories,
will be enough for me,
not to ask in any winter again of you.
its becoming lonely too,
the fog is getting dense,
with each passing day,
days are becoming shorter,
nights are getting longer,
and in the mid of this winter,
by my side i need you.
you may ask autumn came,
summer went, spring passed,
all these three seasons,
i never asked of you,
than what has happened,
that now i need you?
and to this i want to say,
all these three seasons,
i was busy trying to forget you,
that all these three seasons,
i was somehow able to,
force myself not to think of you.
from morning till evening,
i could spend my time,
watching the people passing,
and cheering children in street,
and if i would look up,
i could take a flight with birds,
and at night i could talk to,
the stars and moon.
All this was enough,
to keep my thoughts away from you,
to let myself being distracted enough,
so that i don't think of you,
though occasionally i would cry so much,
that it would thunder and rain,
you must have seen and heard that too.
But now in winter,
there is only thick dense fog,
i cannot see people,
and children in street,
i cannot see birds if i look up,
at night there is no moon,
there are no stars,
all i am left with is,
thoughts of you and you.
And with each passing moment,
with every thought and breathing,
my soul is growing cold,
and with dense loneliness,
my heart is getting choked,
oh! can you be kind, and,
just come for an evening,
i promise after that,
i will never disturb you.
Because after that,
i will able to ,
spend this and coming winters,
thinking of the winter evening,
that i spent with you,
and the warmth of the memories,
will be enough for me,
not to ask in any winter again of you.