All those minding the attitude of multitude,
Aren't dragged into the den of solitude,
All those who are at the den of solitude,
Aren't minding the attitude of multitude,
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How to send them to school clean and tidy,
When they have to pass through the muddy roads,
All politicians of my country should walk on this path,
Before they go to the state assembly and Parliament,
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Why do you want these animals to separate us?
The cow, the sheep, the pig, the dog and the cat,
Send them all to their own shacks and sheds,
We, human, can have peaceful earth.
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I'd not cry without any reason,
I do long for someone with passion,
To touch me and carry me to their bosom,
Look at me with love for I moan,
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You have showed me how to lie and hide,
You have taught me how to drink and smoke,
You have telecasted what to watch and enjoy,
You have distributed all those weeds and pots,
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What a sight it is, when these people moan,
With their glottis frill and shiver as the drones,
When the dessert sand folded under the hot sun,
And the cold moon, the hiding venomous villains,
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Half the size of the golf balls,
Folded, holding something usual,
When I touch the corners of petals,
He catches my finger to show his love.
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You have spread your wings,
At the sides of our hearts,
To fly to great height,
To look down in delight,
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We are going back home,
In the bus, in the tram,
In the train, in the Rickshaw,
On the motorbikes, wearing helmets,
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The memory birds are still young,
Chirping day and night all along,
Quiet and salubrious in the nest,
Healthy and happy all the while
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