The touch of your hand,
The smell of your hair,
The naughtiness in your smile,
If at times you feel you want to cry
And life seems such a trial,
Above the cloud
On the Idle Hill of Summer Sach jhooth kisi ki baaton ka, Kuch pata nhi chalta ab toh. Kuch ke sach bhi ab j kitaab se le jayga prempattr gidad use pahad par noch noch khayga &nb गिरना जरूरी है ठोकर खाना जरूरी है I've hunted near, I've hunted far I even looked inside my car. I'v Fursat Mile To Dil Ko Ye Samjha Jao Kisi Din Ek Mohabat Ke Rishte Ko Nibha Jao Kisi Din, Jo Mil Jaye Kabhi Fursat To Pa I've always used words to describe him In my mind. I guess that's why I've found We knew love had no space. No choice, but to force it into tight space. We handle
On the idle hill of summer,
Sleepy with the flow of streams,
Far I hear the steady drummer
