Birds have rejoiced themselves quite well just before the sunset, heading back to their abode they bid a farewell euphony to everyone and specially to the solely sun.
Flowers which bloomed in their ecstasy are fading their glow and facing their faces downwardly unfurling their dusky odour filling it's whole affability in the air.
Far away in the countryside, the rancher head his way back with the cattles grazing in the green fields . Counting them as they cross the fences' door .
All the street players are tired now as they bowl and bat sweating hard they all stay a little while discussing their next league to play .
Oh the sunset is so worthwhile the way it lies on the horizon emits the glimpse of paradise As the beauty fades away so does this view.
And everything detaches from something on its own way , In the distance I see a lover holding a guitar to play sitting alone on the bench singing to the inveigler Who ran away with a Casanova , People say.
****// Meetings and separations are all a part of this play , where we are mere puppets playing our roles We will also depart some day from each other and from this holy clay.//****