Speaking of the heart

Look at you, love will never run out.

The flower that will bloom, the moon will rise,

You are awake in your heart.

Look, you who have beautiful eyes get my eyes.

In the evening the bird flies away and pulls its nest.

The current of love flows, don't call to you.

The moon came right but the moon

Did not come that evening.

Let the eyes meet

Calling darling.

Spring is over, Kusuma is swaying with Basanti smile.

Light the star with a red tip on the forehead.

The big eyes twinkle and get lost at night.

Come to my heart every moment.

He smiled and heard the humming of the bumblebee.

I want eternal love, not momentary love.

I secretly saw the new cloud and the bee in the sandalwood.