Happy defeat
Don't look at your deeds, don't look at religion, you become rich in heart, make me rich, win, dream of touching you, wake up, night is deep.
When the storm rises, there is the sound of breaking the storm.
The force of resistance is broken
Krishnadhan's vision of Shara rate means all the tricks.
Standing in front is always memorable
Find peace and give it to yourself.
The melody of separation in arrival
They say I love you
In this Bengali looking for satisfaction after the accident?
In search of the happiness that exists in your philosophy
I get injured again and again, I get bloody
Like a thirsty tongue.
Find you back in the three-dimensional work
Energy source
So they set fire to the autumn cashew flowers
So they rejoice in the child
Prolongs the will of Kangsa.
You will be happy, you will be captured happily for ten days
But why the weeping of Dashmi appears in the tune of arrival
Repeatedly in this country.
My birthday
I don't have a birthday. Because, I am Adi. My late mother
He used to say, this is you, walking on the branches and leaves of that tree
Fearless teenager. So, to my mother I am forever
Adolescent; a stubborn storm that stands still.
I have no death; birthday or moment of my tender mother
Forgotten hidden treasure. I was with my mother
Luminous luminosity, which is still white light to the earth
You may one day leave my body
Will sit down to talk about, will talk; but that day I too
I will sit in your room in invisible form to get a seat.
You are talking about a death; when mine
In my mother's eyes I am forever a child, forever dreaming
Wanneer die storm opkom, is daar die geluid van die breek van die storm.
Die krag van weerstand word gebreek
Krishnadhan se visie van Shara-koers beteken al die truuks.
Om voor te staan is altyd onvergeetlik
Vind vrede en gee dit vir jouself.
Die melodie van skeiding in aankoms
Hulle sê ek is lief vir jou
In hierdie Bengaals op soek na bevrediging na die ongeluk?
Op soek na die geluk wat in jou filosofie bestaan
Ek word weer en weer beseer, ek word bloederig
Fearless teenager. My time has stopped, of relativity
Find evidence in my primitive being.
In my mother's eyes
Behold, I am the manifestation of his everlasting cherished dream.
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