Oh my goodness

Who remembered the movie "Doctor Zhivago"?

Who knew the actor Omar Sharif?

I have loved this song since I was a little, little girl.

As time goes by,

I am not that little, little girl anymore.

Somewhere my love has kept playing without any brief pause.

That's enough.

I ought to  close my heart lest there should be any pain left.

The feeling of pain is like a needle stinging on the heart.

The pain is like the thorn birds encountering when dying.

I won't beg anyone for anything

if  I don't deserve what I desire.

When can I be released?

I am now leading my life in depression.

Living in a cocoon is hopeless.

I won't  beg or bargain,

just tolerating all the tortures from destiny.

Hard working can give me some relief?