by Saajida Gora
Melancholy, melancholy
Why have thou come?
The sky is passing by me,
And I just want to run.
Melancholy, melancholy
Why have thou come?
U have arrived here so swiftly
And now I cannot find my sun
Melancholy, melancholy
Why have thou come?
Your eyes are piercing through me,
And my light has become undone.
Melancholy, melancholy
Why have thou come?
Turn thyself away from me
And return from where thou has come.
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Last updated September 14, 2011