Withering the feathers of Sun,
Ending with hopeless smile
Scattered rays on the hill,
Fading by spreading darkness
Touching the line of horizon,
waving the hands from the bank
Drowning to the deep with dashing golden bowl
Standing under the shadow of Sun,
Lighting the world of Moon
Wearing ornaments ,
To celebrate the beauty of twilight
Dancing with snowy clouds,
Listening to the whistle of chilly wind
Floating above, Standing in the midst of flowery night
Sinking Sun, One more time
Winking at Moon, before Leaving apart
Raining tears from the eyes of Moon
She never ‘er thought to be,
Gloomy Morning, Waiting for the rays of hope
No more breeze, No more Chirping
Holding the hands of frozen Prince,
Whispering the magic word, ‘We’re One’