When I close my eyes, I see you.
But it hurts to know you're not here in reality.
In my dream, I feel you.
But it sick to knowing you're so far away.
With the wind flows I can smell your scent.
But it's hard to find the start of the wind's flow.
At last I'm awake and feel the salty tears of mine already dropped.
Baby I do really miss you.





(adnina fa)