green natural view....love it...

When the eyes become heavy as the night,

Then there is a river.

Charulata river name!

She is swimming on a side of the river, a story of me!

In the opposite reverses the pitcher of ablution,

I sacrificed my heart and my emotions.

Story-emotions, emotions, can not be separated on the river chest.

The colorful care around, will they one day be the river?

Melt like that?

They should rather die,

Nightmares are tied in their dreams.