একাকীত্বের গভীর রাত

Being alone is terrible. On this side and that,

a card storm. Being alone is terrible. On this side and

that, a card storm. Call me to your room on

the pretext of the wind. Both of us will raise a

storm in our chests. Both of us will raise a

storm in our chests. The primal auction of your

eyes. The primal auction of your eyes,

I gave to you, Rai Komol. The primal auction