My queen is going away from me, Like the fruit from its tree. There was a time when she had the heat, And I wasn't the only one who had to meet. Today. I feel and experience pain, I wish to cry in the rain. Ignorance is what I get these days, And I don't hope of even its rays. I don't know about love, but friendship is for sure, Thats the reason I can't endure this anymore.