Time is sleeping.
Sand will be the last thing remaining,
Sand that covers planets,
Every tone of life
Makes a note for you.
Every word of life
Makes a phras
KABHI BHI KISI SE PYAAR MAT KARNA
Kabhi Kisi Se Pyaar Mat Karna
Ho Jaaye To Inkaar Mat Karna
Nibha Sako To Chalna U
The Stuff I Served My Teacher She tells him she loves him when she doesn't care, all along she plays this game unfairly All doggies go to heaven (or so I've been told). They run and play along the streets of G Key 2 my HE@RT!!!!! Ab kadwi lage aisi baat Bade hotey-hotey ham sacchai ki rah se bhatakne lag jate ha मैं कभी-कभार ही अपनी कमियों क दिल ये मेरा दिल है खिलौना नहीं मुझ
The stuff I served my teacher
was pretty, fairly gross!
Like rotten eggs and lumpy milk
As i feel d tear go down my cheek,
I notice that my heart is weak,
For the lov
