I love shabby one passage,
Bamdhabo say what happiness house?
I think regardless of my own,
After me the way!
Happiness is a bird that came back repeatedly,
I can not hope to keep hold of him!
What I’m hoping,
I live bhabapure?
Ghuna covered part of my sins,
Take or what or with what?
When she replied that,
What’ll answer, his lack!
I’ll leave out the goods
Having stayed here penniless in durabhaga love!