Where
the dusk wanders, in search of darkness,
Dim
twilight rests on your cheek, with a soft caress.
There,
we shall meet.
Alone,
on a nameless street.
Where
your laughter melts into a smile,
Your
deep eyes stretch, that blissful mile
.
Where
tragedy turns to grief, too cruel to bear,
Sorrow
in your moist eyes, sheds a soft tear.
There,
we shall meet.
Alone,
on a nameless street.
Where
our alleys meander, to November graveyards,
Teeming
life stares at death, from its fertile barnyards.
Where
our crowded cities merge into lonely suburbs,
Its
million voices rise, civilized silence it disturbs.
There,
we shall meet.
Alone,
on a nameless street.
Where
our slogans turn to poetry,
Our
pamphlets script a new history.
There,
we shall meet.
Alone,
on a nameless street.
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