Time is sleeping.
Sand will be the last thing remaining,
Sand that covers planets,
Reflected moonbeams in the sand.
Sand is crumbled mountains and the remains of all that existed.
Sand is soft and white, kissing your foot like clean water.
There is a precise total for all the grains of sand on earth,
As well as for the starry worlds above our heads
(supposedly the same for each, if only we knew it),
But it’s more important to know that the grains of sand
Grow constantly in number and the deserts are getting bigger
And the stars are biding their time.
(Peter Waters)
tum gairoon ki baath karte ho,
humne apno kho aazmaya hai.
tum kaanto se bach ke
You sing,
I smile,
"I get a kick out of you,"
You sing still,
And
इस देश की मिट्टी में
धर्म फूले फले
What makes a nation's pillars high
And its foundations strong?
What makes it migh
फिर मिलेंगे ये सोचकर हम दोनो तसल्ली क
Kaash kahin esa hota k, do dil hote seeny main,
eik toot bhi jata ishq main to, takleef n
Aakhir tum kyu itne dil k paas ho,
Koi to vajah jarur hai, jo tum itne khas ho.
&
Though there is gold up in the mountains,
Lovely pearls deep in the sea,
Those tr
We have been friends for not so long
We've learned to trust and shared a song
We
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