I must go...

Before the rose petals wilt

And the earth is brown and parched

Before the orange sun vanishes

To reveal a dark sky

That turns me blind to co-existences

I must go...

Before the waterfall runs out

And the mountains are barren

Before the storm runs rampage

And the nightingales are

Hushed into forced silences

I must go...

Before evergreen trees sheds their leaves

And there is no more wind in the willows

Before the oceans run dry

And tranquility turns into

Soured turbulences

I must go...

Before blind love ceases to exist

And sparrows lose their chirp

Before the stars stop twinkling in my eyes

And predictability takes over

Amorous coincidences

I must go now...

I must go now... I must go now