I can't deny the allure of stability.

A red-brick house with a front porch and wooden pickets,
A mango tree with summer-drooping branches,
A spice garden in pitchers and pots.
The long corridor that runs to the living room,
The stairs lead up to the worldly roof.
Chiming winds curl the curtains on the windows,
Darkness recedes from south to north.
Where Your steps will echo in the rhythm of rain,
And where I'll be, drenched in your scent,
Reciting Tagore.

Ah!
What a life it'll be!
You, me and eternity.

I want it all and I want the road,
Sunsets, gasoline and upcoming bends.
My greed has never known bounds,
My hubris to get to you and get away.

Ek shanyashi, kailasash washi,
Sansar bulata tu bhole kalyankari,
Moh Maya se pare wo ganga dhari,
Netra bandh, shant suamya swaroop hari.

Ek Rajkumari pratibhashali,
Parvat raj ki putri thi wo Parvati,
Ati sundar wo kanya gunkari,
Maata pita ki raj dulari.

Purva janams wo anjan,
Bhul se bhatak *** ek van me ekaant,
Dekha shivling dhul me paryapt,
Chuke k mahsoos kiya koi purwa janam ka gyaan.

Anjani utejna ya hiriday me jaga prem,
Parvati bhuli sansar ka sneh,
Van me jake Kiya tapsya ka dheyey,
Chord ke Mahal dhundh ne chali man ka chen.
Par wo prem hi kya jisme na ** duvidha,
Shiv saa agori kaha samje, ye to he narayan ki leela,
Parvati bhi kaha thi piche hatne wali,
Sansar kehta wo agori or tu rajkumari,
Prem ki yahi to kahani,
Na me puri na wo Pura, phir bhi sansar ke sukhi Nar Naari.