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"Unless we share someone's pain,
We don't get separated from our [own] pain and pain doesn't get separated from us."

Only here ( where you are) my days end.
Only here the mornings begin.
Here is where I want to die or live.
Here are all my pilgrimages.

[Mandir is temple, word used for a Hindu temple in India, and Madeena/ Madinah [Medina] is a holy city in Islam.]

Your direction , your streets,
They disturbs me for nothing, your streets.

You sleep when I fall asleep.
You cry when I'm sad.
There seems to be your whisper, always in my thoughts,
Even when you're not here, it's as if you're right beside me.
Like you're the solution to my pain.

These are the wishful thoughts of my heart..

Look how the relationship is between you and me,
It doesn't have a shape and yet it's so deep.
These moments, these moments like silk...,
Hope I don't lose them.

The caravan of time, let's stop it.
So they (your steps/way/Street/direction) wouldn't get separated from this heart..

Your direction , your streets,
They disturbs me for nothing, your streets.







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