Beneath the sun of sorrow, my heart lies exposed
A sky of infinite sorrow, beyond mending.
Its rays, a melancholic embrace that remains forever,
In profound shadows, where dreams remain motionless.
It ascends gradually, casting a sorrowful light
Illuminating a realm of sorrow
Every beam echoes whispers of bygone days
Resonating with the stillness of a solitary dawn.
The fields stand pale as sunlight weeps
A gentle dawn, where shadows linger.
Flowers droop, as if in mourning
For the love that fades, for the dreams that vanish.
O sun, you blaze with a quiet lament,
A rift in the boundless blue sky
In your sorrow, a genuine beauty emerges
In each sorrow, a hint of blue.
At twilight, as your light diminishes,
A serene pledge of a brighter tomorrow
Even the melancholic sun understands
In the heart of darkness, a new light emerges.
