Straying, wandering;
there’s a void in my chest.
every breath, every moment is filled with a terrible longing.
who indeed is in my heart?
whatever thing the heart says yes to, it calls poison…
in love, oof! one must fight with oneself!
it’s a punishment in my chest.
(aawaaraapan banjaaraapan,.,.,
ek khalaa hai siine me..,.,.
har dam har pal bechainii hai,.,.
kaun bhala hai siine m,.,.,.,)