Make for me a place within your heart
On which I can depend. For only you
Touch the ancient wellsprings of my tears,
Home through all the wanderings of my years,
Eden that no other can renew,
Root I cannot rend through rage or art.
PHATAN 14 AUG ko kabrustan me kabrain khud rha tha 1 admi ne pocha khan sb kya kr rahe ho, Khan bola wo yara aj azadi ka din ha to hum in ko azad kar raha ha
Son:Papa Mujhe Sher Sunain
Papa:Rasme Ulfat Hai Ijazat Nahi Deti Wrna
Bholen Ge Tumhe U K Sada Yad Kroge
Sön:Ye Shair To Nahi Tha
Papa:Q?
Son:Isme To
''Faraz''
Ka Naam Nahi Aya.
