Why the breeze is halt
where it is off
when I behold my angel's face
the smile of jewellery has gone
Why the green leaves spin flaxen
fell down with disrespect
when I behold my angel's face
the tear was staring down from her sight
where the rays have gone
when I behold my angel's face
her eyes are wet and clouded dark
Why the birds halt chorus
silently waving their wings in the blue
when I behold my angel's face
her voice was pretty rigid
Why the flowers lost their fragrance
and drawn their cheerfulness
when I behold my angel's face
her cheering joyful mood has gone
Why the nature had stopped colouring
properly as before, it wasn't dainty now
when I behold my angel's face
the smile of jewellery has gone
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