Phirad

The dust and soil of this genre are helpless children
Maggie remedy, answer, goddess of love!
My eyebrows duck-dip niaya
The windstorm spreads your creation,
As long as the diamond dies in astonishment, the whole life is filled with fear!
Are you so good So much love So you are great?
God God

Your creation is so beautiful, so magnificent, father!
Creation-bitter cry, but the mother-like lady!
Nahi Swasi -, no happiness like happiness,
Break up, break down, eager!
The sky is covered with dust - lest the eyes are covered with sunshine.
Burning your life to burn the seeds!
God God

Ravi Shashi, they told you morning and evening -
'This night, the sky is not the air, neither is anyone alone.
What is in this form, -
Flowers filled with flowers, fruit-filled fruit,
Good-sounded soil, gentle water, birds song, -
Everyone has equal rights, this is his order! '
God God

He will make white pale black, and he will do it.
We are black, you know, like, it is not a crime!
You did not say, only in the white
Lets get lighted in Robi-Shashi-Deep,
There is no rule in this matter, by pressing all the sides in white rows.
Today you are disrespecting the child!
God God

Give your younger daughter the land, donate dust,
So she sucked her boy's face with milk bowl!
Melting like a peacock
Playing his joy-
Children are not happy, they are greedy, they are the devil!
Envy mati 'katakati, the gap between the gap!
God God
Greedy sitting on your seat on your side today,
Sahara Gobi is absorbed by her Shyla Shyna!
Sitting in the soil mound for two days
Kajia garbage the king!
Gorsan's crushing seat is stuck!
Beat the name of the hero by taking the breath of his brother!
God God

In the people, who used to be lenght,
They are not zamindars, who have land on equal footing.
Those who do not fall on the ground,
The owner of the soil is himself
The more vulnerable today, the more powerful it is.
Knowledge of science-science
God God

The people who are as big as they are,
The seven classical children split up in the flower!
Today is your cycle rolled
Ben's silver-wheel, what a shame!
You go with so much crime, you are very great.
The sufferers may not be able to humiliate themselves.
God God
Turning towards that there is no thunderstorm, no more!
'Desperate' is the word of death arising 'Marry!'
Blood that was absorbed,
Silent body bone with the bone!
The bone that broke the hundredth century, the bone became the song-
Joy win the oppressed people! New rise to victory!
Joy Jai Bhagwan!

All the great Prithi you gave to Kabir,
The world's nerves have the creation of day-to-day.
Fresh flowers result in the region
Vendors rotate in every house,
Who is the dumb that will lose my rice paddy?
I found my hunger smell of my life-
God is now!

The sky in which the sky is light and rain,
Who is the sky in the balloon blasting firing?
Generous air winds
Sahara?
Cain's cannon is guarded by your infinite surroundings?
Will not be true giant-free? Will not be the solution?
God God

What is the oppression of your damn-ray dam?
Who is the law enforcer to prevent my freedom?
Hunger is thirsty, there is more life,
I am also a great man
Do not know!
Tearing the chains of the mind, read the hand chains.
God is now!
Today has gotten down in the yug
Banda Asee binding chains "broke the prison-wall.
It's been better nowadays-
Light out of the air,
Now the prisoner has understood, relief than honey
Free-voiced voice emerging in the independent world
Victory is death!
Naya Abhiyan!
New rise to victory!

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