In the royal city of Bangalore, , there is a girl,
Whose name is Sh'ani, she is my world,
Whenever she touch, it feels like cold,
She is so simple never try to look bold,
She is like angel, never get old,
Also very precious like diamond or gold,
She had boyfriend, one day she told,
I was helpless, no one for me that can hold,
My dream got shattered, crush and rolled,
I pray to lord and kept my hand fold,
God replied:
In the royal city of Bangalore, there is a girl,
Whose name is Sh'ani, she is your world,
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