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!