Milo, milo, issay milo,
Meet mmet this gentleman,
Yeh to rahthaa is makan may,
He lives in this building,
Woh kabhi bhee rotha naheen,
He never cries.
Wo maanthaa hai sub kuch.
He accepts everything.
Woh bazaar say meetayee laatha hai.
He brings sweets from the market.
woh doosronko achcha madhath kartha hai
He does not sell milkman,
it is a mistake on my part.
He helps other nicely.
Wo kabhi bhee kisiko bhooltha naheen.
He never forgets any one.
Woh hamesha such boltha haai.
He speaks the truth always.
Woh dhoodh bejthaa hai.
He sells milk.
Hum ussay Dhoodhwala bhaiyaa kahthay hein.
We call him Milkman brother.
Wo pyaar say sub say baath karthe hai.
He speaks with love with every one.
Wo kabhi bhi achcha khaber hee sunaatha hai.
He always makes us listen all good news.
HUm ussay bahuth pasand karthay hein
We all like him very much.
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