On the Idle Hill of Summer
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16th Feb 2014 07:03 pm by
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On the idle hill of summer,
Sleepy with the flow of streams,
Far I hear the steady drummer
Drumming like a noise in dreams.
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Far and near and low and louder
On the roads of earth go by,
Dear to friends and food for powder,
Soldiers marching, all to die.
East and west on fields forgotten
Bleach the bones of comrades slain,
Lovely lads and dead and rotten;
None that go return again.
Far the calling bugles hollo,
High the screaming fife replies,
Gay the files of scarlet follow:
Woman bore me, I will rise.
-A. E. Housman (1859–1936)
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YE ZINDAGI HAI MERI
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कभ
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Can't you see
The pain in my eyes?
But this is me
And my life.
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Y
Tum hara nidnay hi tey karta hai
Bahut se log keahte hai ki hum,
Karmo ke adhin hai ,kuchh kehtae hai
Ki hum
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I was always playing truant from school.
My
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Hold fast to dreams
For if dreams die
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maa ka bana hua khana
Maa ke hath se bane hue tiffin ko hum ab bhi nahin bhul paate hain
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KYA DIN THE BATCH PAN KE
Hum se hamara bachpn chhinne tub jawani ati hai,
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I thought I saw you the other day
I was wrong
I thought I heard your voice
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My Dear Love
I see you in my thoughts and dreams.
When I awake, how real it seems.
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