Settle down a rotten house
Where is it possible to reenter
Sure fire extinguishes a day
Musselsal suffocation
He was touching that moment
What was this, silently calling it
These are the thorns in the way
We did not come save money
Who are flying in the air these days
Come back to the ground then tell
Falling leaves are giving testimony
Sometimes the weather was also beautiful
Parinda kyun aur aur aasamon mein
He has come to the prison
