Occasionally Proud to Myself I Say Lonely
Why not love me?
Occasionally proud
To myself
I say lonely.
Why not love me?
Why not love me?
Sometimes I'm lonely.
A couple of rain showers.
The land of Sudhaya was still there
Why not love me
?
Why not love me?
Such a longing
The stress of the mind is stressed.
Occasionally only Praharas are burning
Why not love me?
Why not love me?
