Of career, romance and life itself.
Tomorrow bears no sun, but of dark hovering clouds
No light peeks through, as the nimbus is thick of gloom
I am in thirst of life, love and hope
Not a drizzle, nor even a drop,
The Future is bleak
What more can sustain me, if not nourish me?
How long can I last, if this can't be surpassed?
Tomorrow bears no sun, but of darkness and uncertainty
The Future is bleak, and I am but weak.