At the window, I yearn, yet outside I can't roam,
How to spend all my days, confined here at home?
To meet eyes, how can I, when shadows consume?
These mad ones, these mad ones, oh, mad ones they loom.
Silently, secretly, he came to embrace,
Love he confessed, in a clandestine space.
When I refused, his fury did trace,
These mad ones, these mad ones, oh, mad ones they loom.
In my heart, I reside, in dreams, let them come,
In dreams, I'll arrive, and torment them, some.
Millions of Majnu, which one to become?
These mad ones, these mad ones, oh, mad ones they loom.
These mad ones, these mad ones, oh, mad ones they loom.
In youth, from the mad, how can I hide?
How to live this heavy life, my soul to confide?
At my allure, they all are inflamed, they all are,
How to guard my heart, when they stumble so far?
For me, they remain, still waiting, they are,
These mad ones, these mad ones, oh, mad ones they loom.
At the window, I yearn, yet outside I can't roam,
How to spend all my days, confined here at home?
To meet eyes, how can I, when shadows consume?
These mad ones, these mad ones, oh, mad ones they loom.
These mad ones, these mad ones, oh, mad ones they loom.
They call me with pretexts, these mad, these so near,
They raise a commotion, whenever I appear.
On everyone's lips, my name, the sole song,
Whom to call mine, to whom I don't belong?
Without me, they're wretched, to their sorrow they cling,
These mad ones, these mad ones, oh, mad ones they sing.
At the window, I yearn, yet outside I can't roam,
How to spend all my days, confined here at home?
To meet eyes, how can I, when shadows consume?
These mad ones, these mad ones, oh, mad ones they loom.
Silently, secretly, he came to embrace,
Love he confessed, in a clandestine space.
When I refused, his fury did trace,
These mad ones, these mad ones, oh, mad ones they loom.
These mad ones, these mad ones, oh, mad ones they loom.
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