साथ रहकर पता पड़ा Together, our breaths play in tandem To burn our souls from learn to love; May burn our earth into the moonshine A single note of the moon above. It played like a bright thing of sweetness, Until it touched the lips of a rose, Unrest of beauty and completeness Carved by a ferns of decade sallows. ©Jashan fatta Together, our breaths play in tandem To burn our souls from learn to love; May burn our earth into the moonshine A single note of the moon above. It played like a bright thing of sweetness, Until it touched the lips of a rose, Unrest of beauty and completeness
