Ankhagram Dancing In The Midnight Sun
There was a time when I could see
Dancing in the midnight sun
When I could breathe by virgin air of my life
But now my soul is dead
Now all another in my head
Wounded heart
Wounded life
But I still hope to see sometime...
...Dancing in the midnight sun
I wait for you there...
It is so unfair...
Dancing in the midnight sun
I wait for you there...
It is so unfair
To me