Make for me a place within your heart
On which I can depend. For only you
Touch the ancient wellsprings of my tears,
Home through all the wanderings of my years,
Eden that no other can renew,
Root I cannot rend through rage or art.
Ali : Mama main bara hoke Pilot banonga
Mamma : Beta mujhay kaise pata chalega ke ye mere betay ka jahaz hai?
Ali : Guzarte waqt apnay gher per Gola phaink dia karonga.