Tomorrow will be today tomorrow
and today yesterday.
This happiness will be sorrow
when ‘Goodbye’ you will say.
O my Love, rose like red,
why have we come so close
if this love once hatred?
O my Love red red rose!
Tomorrow will be today tomorrow
and today yesterday.
This happiness will be sorrow
when ‘Goodbye’ you will say.
O my Love, rose like red,
why have we come so close
if this love once hatred?
O my Love red red rose!