without affection
Life had dried
without attention . . .
Rose is dying
in the middle of the desert
crying over the rain
waiting for a change
all her efforts are in vain
to keep the desert rain . . .
She weeps all night
pray for the god
not for the silver or gold
just for her happiness
pray for a desert rain
falling from the heaven . . .
Just like a nightmare
rain had fade away
no more hope for life
tears can't make a rain . . .
Am I her desert rain
who gave her life again
got to move away
making a dryer day. . .
