Give me the cloth


O baby, O baby,
Give me the cloth.
I want to fly,
High on the road.
Let the stars,
And the moon see,
How I am pretty and beautiful.
Just hold my waist,
And be with me,
I will drive you slowly.

O baby, O baby,
Give me the hold.
I want to fly,
High on the road.
I have no fear,
No shyness,
I am in love,
With this darkness.
O baby, O baby,
Give me the support.
I want to fly,
High on the road.

 

Parmit Singh Dhurandhar

 

 

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