A Summer Song
When as the rye reach to the chin,
And chopcherry, chopcherry ripe within,
Strawberries swimmi
loki bolla sun ri muli,
kahan chali tu dukheli dukheli
Love is not all: it is not meat nor drink
Nor slumber nor a roof against the rain;
<Words simply can't describe
My feelings for you,
For my feelings are so many,
I thought you were so cool.
Boy, I was wrong.
I feel like su
Life is a series of written pages,
Climaxes and minimum wages.
The words so caref
Junbaan se Naam Lete hi,
Aankhon se aansu Chalak Jaate hai...
Kabhi Hazaro baatei
यदि एक औरत
अपने आत्मसम्मान के ल
The joke was very funny
She laughed a lot of tears
When suddenly her eye fell out
मैं तन पर ला दे फिरता दुसाले रेशमी
