not be suffered
In the jungles, the The Cuckoo
Kukukuu..
Jāve the Fire
No nag dase ten Jāve
Never fall to Gagan Jāve
Wherever you are
Generation of this broken heart not correct
Jāve the Fire
No nag dase ten Jāve
Ever Gagan loose Jāve
Wherever you are
Generation of this broken heart not correct
Come to the military...
For those who don't go
Jaye Zia Zia
Muhar passes every while
Pain on the pause goes
Forget all
Something comes to remember but
The tree to which the vine wrapped
Drought broken incessantly
The promise of Flowers Baga
More
Na claims na dua lage
These are the love diseases become
Fire Jāve..
No nag dase ten Jāve
Ever Gagan loose Jāve
Wherever you are
Generation of the Broken heart right
Come Saiya the military
Love is Big Harjai
Loneliness without Love on
Don't let the heart say
Giving all the heart is live
When Bind steals
Engaged Awake giving Fun
From Khushiya kisike gum
Rounak Kisike from the Dum
No word runs
No leads
These diseases Lele so many people jog
More than a few.
In the jungles, the The Cuckoo
Kukukuu..
Started fire
No nag dase ever happen to Gagan loose whatsoever
The generation of this dream heart does not correct
Generation of this broken heart not correct
Come to the military come saiya the military
Come to the military...
Started fire
No nag dase ever happen to Gagan loose whatsoever
Generation of the Broken heart right
