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.
aik aurat apny baty ko prosi ky ghar chamcha lyne bhejgi hai.
beta ja kr wapis ata hai ur kehta hai wo nhi deti.
Aurat kheti hai ajkl ky loog ktny kanjoos ho gay hai.Beta jao ja kr almari sy apna nikal kr lao.