I can sense that smile that crossed your face

How cute it would be, the man misses again

If only the man was a magician

Could have gone back in time

To make up for the loss he had today

But the truth is, the man is a mortal soul.

Died today; the loss to be mourned.

But tomorrow, the man will rise again

and will try to meet the girl once again.

Forgive the sins; O lady, the man committed

For him, as you had waited

The man will do the justice this time.

You will punish him for his crime.

But please O lady just do him a favour.

Kill him with your smile and not your anger.