Neither do I have a house to live in nor a bed to sleep in, this is the story of my life
Today I am here, tomorrow I am somewhere else, I don’t have any place to stay anywhere
Those who had gone saying that they will meet again have not returned till date
Life was passing in thoughts and the shadows of my sorrow are with me
If I tell you the condition of my heart now, then who do I say, there is no one to listen to me
What a strange silence is there in this city, oh God
Every person here is just lost in himself
Nobody has time for anyone in this era
Everyone has his own story, but there is no one to listen to him
I have seen so far that those who seem to be mine, turned out to be strangers
Some drowned in the ocean of sorrow, while some swam with great difficulty
Well, I think that if I am still alive, then I can also hope
If I don’t find happiness, then it’s okay, I don’t want to lose my life I can fill myself with sorrow
If I ever meet God at some turn, I will ask him about my mistake
Does anyone torment someone so much for a single crime
Now the strings of my life are in your hands, you have to fulfill it
I have neither a house to live in nor a bed to sleep on, this is the story of my life
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