Imdad Haque football player in our mess,
He wrote his fame with hundreds of injuries on his feet.
In the evening, you will see the ribs in your hand,
The massage is tilted in the bed with every tilt.
Messe's servant is a broken bone to bathe Labenzan,
The whole night just bursts crying crying.
We think that he is lame for six months, he is alright,
I can not see the ball in the football team, I can not see.
In the morning, I ran into the house to get the news,
After laying his bed in the bed and breaking it down.
After the table, small large masses of whistles,
To make fun of the muffled toothpaste.
I was surprised to see the playground in the evening,
Mohammad Md Imdad Haq before the ball rolled!
Dripping the ball on the right foot and pushing the right leg,
The game is played by the broken house, and we have threw it on his hands.
Run the drive before you move like a wind,
Kill Maro - throw it in the ball.
Round-goal-round, round-the-clock racket,
Betting life, betting on death, all tied, legs team
Round-goal-goal-momad's Imdad Haque Kazi,
Broken two leg wiped the fate of his life.
The specter is going back and forth,
Imdad Haq comes to the cabin, in the mess room.
Mess's servant is harassed Massage on foot,
Night without sleeping in the night, crying corridi.
In the morning morning, the daily Khuli Maha-joy fall,
Imdad Huq played the role of the less yesterday did not notice.
