Jis phul ne koi galati hi nahi ki, Use kis baat ki saza diya ja rha hai,
Es duniya me aane se pahle hi kyu use maar diya ja rha hai,

Ai Khuda kyu aise janwar ko tune banaya,
Ek chhoti kali ko pet me hi maar khud ko insaan btaya,

Na maaro us phul ko jisme us bhagwan ka hai waas,
Ek din aisa aayega jab ** jayega puri shristi ka naas

Arey nasamjh insaan sirf bete ki hi aas lagaoge,
To phir maa, behan aur dulhan kahan se paoge,

Mata-Pita ki galati ki saza us chhoti kali ko diya jata hai,
Ek chhote se andhere ghar me hi use maar diya jata hai,

Wo kali bhi baar baar unlogo se karti pukar,
Hey Maa-Baba mujhe pet me hi mat maar,

Ye duniya ek baar mujhe bhi dikha de,
Apne amrit ki ek ghunt mujhe bhi pila de,


Nanhi si jaan tou hai bekasoor,
Maar kar hi aakhir kyu milta hai pathar dilon ko suroor,

Wo bhi dekhna chahti hai duniya,
Janam lene se pehle hi Jaan gawani padti hai oo gudiya,

Apne hi hathon ukhed dete hai apne hi aangan ka phool,
Kaisa hai ye bereham logon ka usool,

Kismat wale hote hai wo insaan,
Jinki kokh mein dete hain betiyan bhagwaan,

Beti hai ishwar ka hai en anmol uphaar,
Jeene ka us nanhi jaan ko bhi hai adhikaar,

Sharam aati hai logo ki is ghatiya soch par,
Taras aata hai unpar
Jo apne hi ansh ka dete hain maar
Devi ka karte hain jo tiraskaar,

Banao ek naya usool
Beti ko karo qubool

Jeevan ka hai ye adhaar
Banta hai inhi se sansaar,

Likh us phul ka dard hamari aankhen bhar aai,
Teri banai duniya me O mera khuda ye teri kaisi khudai..
Ye teri kaisi khudai...


Collaboration by Manish Shrivastava and Sonia Paruthi

Cahtee hai tujhko is baat se inkaar kyon kere hum..

Galati tere nehi hai, aur sahi hum bhi nehi hai, magar,
Ek kasmakash chalti hai dil aur dimag kee beech, hum chaa ker bhi dil ki suun nehi pate, is baat se inkar kyon kere hum..

Bhoola dena chatee hai tujhko magar nehi bhula patee, is baat se inkaar kyon kere hum..

Ek namee sii aye hai ankho mai phir bhi muskurate hai tere samne, is baat see inkar kyon kere hum..

Hume lagta hai kii tere bina naa jii sakenge, magar khud se yee izhaar kyon keren hum ..

Mana tujhe kho diya magar khone ka ehsas kyon keren hum..

Woh aadat hi kya joh badalna na jaane,
Woh sir hi kya joh jukna na jaane,
Woh zindagi hi kya jo galati sudarna na jaane,
Woh insaan hi kya,
Jo doosron ki pragati se kush ** na,
naa jaane.

Kate, the court's best friend
He joined in - and wanted to fight.
Christians live interesting soldiers
The group is also called FERRAU
backpipe: When he dared to watch,
he killed his brother Mali
with his brother. And he opened
up to his great angel. Listen
angrily you try to be loved
by the king of ****** And demons
and drinks; out; Part of the Orlando
Ardennes, Jumping and Other
Rivers and Love And the location
of Polanyas Orlando. Agro CoCo,
Smart Robot, Leaving the island
of Rome And returned to Germany,
Charles Prostitutes Bourbon
And Raymond Giuseppe Galati;
Auguste Rodin, Ferrari
and Deep Sea Weapons
of prostitutes; He was killed
by Amaranth. Sararam
and prostitution; Who is Ronan
Trojan? A dog with a hard angel
in France. She also has a girlfriend
in our city. That's why the epidermis
is too big. And the birds before
going into the water, Diego lives
with Rinaldo Carlos, Michael.
Perfect connection and Maxim;
At the same time against strong
waves; The time of love is the love
of the brothers. Men shaving write,
He ***** slowly, spoke French.
Government approved;
The eighth ship of Charles in Italy

The right glass was separated
by the naked eye, Paul's kiss
Wet, wet, wet, wet Scandinavia;
Scary wet face, wet face,
face feeling, art concept
bar, pumpkin beret, cold pistol
cut to bury them all. Beautiful
Catholic Student Interviews
and Other Christians games;
Algerian War Leader Stop
and let him have his Ferrara.
Lake. Angels Against War
included. Prostitution? ******
and laughter in the castle                                                                In Arizona;
And eat at ceremonies; Drinks
and navigation in Orlando;                                               This is a love source
I hate the country on request.
Orlando sees them and sees healthy
and **** them. Rinaldo thinks
he's leaving the island again.                                     Return to the big festival
In Germany; Then D.A.
Islam **** and prostitution
Now a great Muslim army
and Amamathi Speakers, Galla, Rhododendron,                                  Ferrari, Honda,
******' dad
and the father of God.                                                 Order of the tribal outfit
and Libyan jackets. Killed in France
and many domestic dogs prepared
Where are the angels in the country
*****? And Rinaldo continues
Diego and Carlo Maria lower the fire
and depression; The war also uses
rap standards. Muslim hauhha lettering
while worshiping; Song not expected
Carlos: "The Board attacked France!"

Kate, the best friend of the court,
Who asked to join in - and struggle;
He lived in a Christian retreat,
as a Soldier in an attractive group,
also called Such FERRAU tubes:
the courage to see it then
with his brother killed brother
Clay and found his angel, The
giant *******, in anger. When
Raja tries to bring the man
they love, the exchange
of prostitutes and demons
and drink were abandoned;
part of Orlando, Ardennes, hops,
harsh and some streams
of the river And love is a place.
Polanyas Orlando, agroacococo,
azaculé, robot,Rome to the left
Leave the island and return
to Germany; Charles combines
prostitution, Bourbonand Giuseppe
and Raymond Galati, Auguste
Rodin, Ferrari, deep and big Arms
of prostitutes killed by Amarantha
Saram, and prostitution before
the Trojan Father Ronan, who
was in France, It's a tough angel
dog and more, our city has a girlfriend
Thus, the epidermis is made in this way
and the birds before he went water,
still lived Rinaldo Diego Carlos,
Michael, and Big Maxim
are committed to fighting strong
waves. At the same time Love
is the love of his brother's Muslim
razor. When he wrote, he also
had a slow harp, He said
the French government was under
control; The eighth ship of Charles
in Italy.