Blood is thicker than water
Whose blood what water
Rightly asked Shobhaa
I have no answer.
Let the bird fly in the sky
Let the fish swim in the ocean
Let the fisherman go deep and deep
In search of fishes more and more.
O my poor country
Forgive and forget
And go on living yourself
I know you have no strength.
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