She sits across the table
thoughts moving through her mind.
She knows I may be yearning, but then I have no say.
She stares with tears; She walks away.
She may be rich, I am not; And that alone just kills the dream.
“Don’t you worry about the thing she says we should both be happy we would be together forever”
“Don’t you worry about the thing she says we should both be happy we would be together”
And I’ll say these words,
Every little thing you do
Mu Bayar Da Zuciya Daya; Mu Bayar Da Zuciya Daya
“For you don’t know where it takes you to”
Mu Bayar Da Zuciya Daya Mu Bayar Da Zuciya Daya
