Daru piyo,
Empty the bottle
On the green turf,
Smoke cigar after cigar
And sipping coffee,
Talking love,
The duo
In a live-in relationship
Turning into the gipsies of love,
Following the Bohemian style of life and living.
Love, beauty, romance and art,
Studies and pleasures,
In search of these,
They all out in search of bliss,
In the Eden's garden,
On a planet of their own,
A turf never to be left
To be claimed over,
Full of past love affairs, swearing pairs,
Addicts play the role of disco jockeys.
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