Dancing In The Midnight Sun — Ankhagram

There was a time when I could see Dancing in the midnight sun When I could breathe by virgin air of my life

But now my soul is dead Now all another in my head Wounded heart Wounded life But I still hope to see sometime...

...Dancing in the midnight sun I wait for you there... It is so unfair...

Dancing in the midnight sun I wait for you there... It is so unfair

To me