Undertones

Like the inaudible undertones
Were my teary lonely moans
In the mornings I used to be alone
Then the ray of hope had shone

It was the September of '21
On the roof i was playing guitar
The twilight moon had just shown
There on the balcony you looked like a star

My days were so monotonous
That a good day felt so ominous
Thinking about you was beyond me
Afterall you were so precious

My heart was so dry and parched
Solitude was my life's part
Regarding the books on my shelf
Those are untouched pieces of art

I still remember of London
Those red booths with telephones
Wet alleys with graffiti walls
The rainy wind was hushing

You were there always with me
In the amusement parks and fairs
Through the lonely streets in the snow fall
We got some coffee and some eclairs

I keep reminiscing these memories
Of how happy I was with your company
These old memories still remind me
That you are still my destiny

I hope you still remember me
I hope I still fill your day with glee
Undertones of these strings are my wake up call
Of the twilights of our hearts filled with love