As Time went by, I kept waiting

Waiting for Yanah to return

Every Night was a vain Quest

Still searching

 

Faint Visions of the Light from a shining Star

Faint Whispers;

So soft in my Ear

 

The Image fading; getting more vague

Almost losing the Memory of it

 

Asking myself from Time to Time

Whether she can be real or not

As I feel like seeing her Face

Every Day while strolling around

 

Oh, Yanah… Oblivion has come over you!

 

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