Is the dawn far......?
Oh! Those ancient days
Of joy peace and love
Buried and again buried
Oh, where are you prophets ?
The bliss and grace gained
Those blissful men of prayers,
Here find its tomb in dark
Will they rise again and again ?
The ancient graceful lifes
Who shed their blood for land
Now mourn again so deep
Oh, lost the land thy soul
Will it brings back so splendid
Days again to grant the joy ?
Will there ever be bliss again ?
Oh prophets tell me now...
Well the dawn is far......
