Fallen leaves, heavy souls.
Flailing in the winds with beautiful bustling sounds like guitar strums from nature, the branches of the trees flutter.
Face kissing winds in your homely shade, hey majestic tree don't know what sweet music, mother earth through you utters.
I met Naina under you, she loved to be here. I still remember everything. The way you'd bustle on the winds, her smile, her cheer, the cradle of laughs, our glowing eyes, so innocent. The air in the love was clear.
Climbed for those flowers, for her I faced my first fear. Some nostalgia I can hardly bear.
Hey love leaf sailing the winds take my words to her. This foolish country bloke still waits, near this tree, the roots still run deep, of my love and of my friendly earthly peer.
Even when I am long gone you'd still be here, see to it bud that if not this time the next we make it work, we make it there.
Where it's her and me and your beautiful cozy shadows. Forgive us we didn't mean to hurt you, the cars were only meant for late evening rendezvous,
Hey home to the love birds, nest us in, we will come back again. Next time I wont let her go, next time no taking for granted, I'll love, I will break down all the dams of selfish desires. Your loving clouds would again be here, the skies would crackle, when she trembles, just make a bit more noise, I'd hug her again, and you too.
Next time, I will take care, of her, of your fallen leaves of our broken worlds, and our heavy souls.