By iG nik_rajput_elf
I can’t touch a free bird.
Firu flying in the sky is not his home.
Today on this branch, tomorrow some other country
I don’t have a meeting place everyday.
No we don’t know our way
In which direction no one could tell my destination.
We don’t like someone’s life
Slavery does not like any place like a palace.
Get down on any roof you want
I would choose no work except this.
Our relation is with the clouds except the clouds
Our closest friend is none other than us.
Can’t speak but my sweet sweet
Everyone starts the day with a voice.
