You smell the sweetness of love with my hands,
I love the flowers in my heart, my face in front of you
If you give me the flowers of flowers,
I gave my uncooked hands early in the morning when the love came out.
I lost the light of love and I was lost in your Krishnyanayana,
I gave you the glistening pink smile of the chest of mouth.
You may tell me silently - 'Do you fool me?'
The flower that I love, the love of today, the fierce state of flowers.
Would you love flowers, if you give them flowers?
I did not love flowering.
My heart's rose rose in the love water of your heart
Stay alive, there will be heat and heat; Here
You - my selfless love, flowers are only symbolic,
Sajeev Phuldooto is looking at you-in my heart.
You silently said to me - 'This is my favorite flower I am
Will be with you, but who will be my companion?
I gave you the thorn flower of my heart
Ne ttiu: Come on with the company, good luck, will be cut off tomorrow.
I gave you this white black love flower also
The flower may be reddish in the color of black era, but it will remain forever.
If I am away - do not get close to me, I think I am
I'll be next to you, this is the flower of love.
Two eyes, eyes and eyes
Thus, the whole time, the whole life;
The love of the two flowers in the water of love.
