I want to fly and sing my tune too,

I want to enjoy the way my soul yearns to,

I want to be free from the clutches of relationships...

Duties abound and lost I am,

I do not remember the girl I was,

I do not recognize the woman I am.

The are host of questions unanswered.

Just flowing away with time unheard,

The deep sorrow within haunts me,

It has surfaced again only to be buried later.

I  cannot part ways with it,

As somewhere I have nurtured it,

It gives the spark to my lamp,

It gives flight to my wings,

It  adds colour to my words,

I am happy to have you O sorrow!

I am happy to have you O sorrow!