Rainbow

When I listen to that old song,
With tears, when my eyes go low,
I will be missing you,
On the other side of the rainbow.

When I smell the first rains,
When the first drop touches my brow,
I will miss the memories we made,
Standing on the other side of the rainbow.

When I will think of my first heartbreak,
When I heard him say “No”,
I will be happy I met you afterwards,
Standing on the other side of the rainbow.

When there is a war to fight,
When they keep ready the crossbow,
I’ll be praying for you,
On the other side of the rainbow.

They’ll abuse you, they’ll hurt you,
Sticks and stones they’ll throw,
I’ll be praying for your strength,
On the other side of the rainbow.

I’ll remember those nights,
When we dreamt of us together grow,
And a tear will leave my eyes,
As I stand on the other side of the rainbow.

I hope to meet you soon,
And I hope to meet you there,
Where we imagined a colorful life of our own,
While we looked at the rainbow.

 

Brinda Ashar

TY COMPS

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