Haan hu mai sabke sath jaldi ghulne milne vali 
Haan hu m thodi emotional
Haan hu m thodi selfish 
Karti hu mai openly baat 
Magar sabkuch share nahi karti kisi k sath
Haan karti hu mai pyar mare apno se 
Dikhana mujhe nahin aata 
Haan m hu kuch esi

Fir se na takra jaana mujhse 
kisi janam me bhi,
Gar h koi sajaa aur to puri karr,
Fir na milna sapne me bhi!

I lay my body down in another city, another hotel room. Once Louis Armstrong and his band stayed here. Later the hotel fell to trash. New money resurrected it. Under the red moon of justice, I dream with the king of jazz.

It is an hypothesis that the sun will rise tomorrow: and this means that we do not know whether it will rise.

Written By Ludwig Wittgenstein

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