payar ke do lamhon me kho jana chahta ***
maa ke aanchal me so ja jana chahta ***
mamta ki sarowar me dub jana chahta ***
yein duniyan ki rasme se parein hona chata ***
is jhut ki nagri se niklna chahta ***
payar ke do lamhon me kho jana chahta ***
maa ke aanchal me so ja jana chahta ***
yein badal tu mujhse kyun puchh raha h
tu bhi to maa ki mamta ko chahta h
tabhi to pani bankar maa ki god me barasta h
mai bhi apne aansu maa ki god me bahana chahta ***
payar ke do lamhon me kho jana chahta ***
maa ke aanchal me so ja jana chahta ***
yein pat tu mujhse kyun puch rahan h
tu bhi to maa ki god me samana chahta h
kabhi patjhar, to kabhi aandhi ke karan maa ki god me aana chahta h
mai bhi apne mastak maa ki god me girana chahta ***
payar ke do lamhon me kho jana chahta ***
maa ke aanchal me so ja jana chahta ***

I like the sound of the rain
washing away the silent day

And the lonely call
of a home-bound train

A mournful morning
kind of pain

....Give me the sound
of a blue bluejay

over the busy noise
that mocks my ways

I want to pack my bag
and fetch my dog

Whistle a tune
while we walk along...

Come on girl
It's starting to rain

I hear the sound
of the lonesome train

and the blue bluejay
calling my name

(Here's where yer sposed to whistle)

Some enrich their lives by hording money;
Some enrich their souls by virtues,
And this is the difference between the wise and the fool!

When we view our world through a tear,
it becomes distorted, blurred
and imprisoned within itself,
yet we have only to stretch forth a hand,
to let it permeate the glass-like walls,
allowing us to glimpse beyond its boundaries,
the clear, pure waters that lay on the other side,
regaining our clarity of vision and releasing the soul,
if only for the briefest of moments.