My eyes, they thirst for your sight,
My eyes, they yearn for your light,
As a drizzle, my eyes now weep,
Like a monsoon night in sleep.
My eyes, they thirst for your sight,
My eyes, they yearn for your light.
In my heart, a fire does gleam,
A longing, a burning dream,
That scorches the soul within,
A hundred sorrows begin.
The peace of my heart is lost,
At what a terrible cost.
My eyes, they thirst for your sight,
My eyes, they yearn for your light.
Why did the monsoon appear,
Without you, my love, so dear?
It torments these thirsty eyes,
While broken are all my lies.
My sleep and my dreams have fled,
And promises, now they're dead.
Who hears the cries that I wail?
My eyes, they thirst for your trail.
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