Katahada

I hear our voice,
love is still there,
my heart still aches for you,
on so many days, I hear our voice

In a hurt that let go but was never released,
in a dream whose colour fades and dies,
in the place where you never appear again,
I bury my love away

It is an unseen, burning pair of hearts,
an unheard, sobbing, breaking tear,
an unfelt dream that slowly dies,
love is a poem that never ends

A quiet, grieving song about a love that has ended in everything but feeling. The singer keeps hearing our voice, the sound of the two of them together, and admits that love is still there, that the heart still aches, on so many days. Time has passed, but the sound of what they were will not fade.

The middle is where the love is laid to rest. It lives now in a hurt that let go but was never released, in a dream whose colour fades and dies, in a place where the other person will never appear again; and there, in that impossible place, I bury my love away. Letting go and never quite letting go happen in the same breath.

The close names the love through a series of things unseen and unheard: an unseen pair of burning hearts, an unheard sobbing tear, an unfelt dream slowly dying, and finally, love is a poem that never ends. Even buried and silent, it goes on. Sung by Nilakshi Dinusha Perera to words by Najath Akram and Warsha Ranasinghe, composed by Tharindu Damsara, it is a tender, mournful song about carrying a love that is over inside you, unseen and unending.