As loneliness embraces me tight, In the gloomy twilight, With a broken heart I go In my silent portico, And ask the nearest Neem tree:
'Tree, oh tree, can you hear me? Can you feel my pain? Can you see my tears in the rain? Can you hug me for a while? And bring me a single smile? Can you eradicate my sorrow? And present me a better tomorrow?'
