She Wasn't, I am At corner of downtown A mad girl with torn dress Dusted, sit on the ground Her brushed hair was not less I observed her at each visit Never notice really who was she? I froze and dried my throat Like summer waves of sea My tears fell tearing my cheeks In love beloved were we! Always belief of her deceiving me I'd remembered her by this name That to promised place she never came Stayed her cause of my depression She still sits on the spot, recites my name As I'm in front her show her expressions Jalal shame on your love and on your fame You skipped the love as a step of life The princess is lunatic, yet loves you same My trembling feet somehow got me to car Her status pushed me away, beyond so far The voices can't be unheard now And shouts whispered by in me a war She Wasn't, I am