There will be no more birds on earth than twelve cities.
Sleep is broken in this dream
There is a fire in the dark sky or in the chamber
The killing of all the birds has turned black on the eyelids
Glowing feathers fly in the air
Sunburned only open sword
The mouth of the three-piece trident is built in the Himalayas
Snail snails are just snails from all over the country
A turbulent turbulent water rushing from the source to the estuary
The vulture's ears cracked with joy
Yeh to pahela jhanki hai.
Yeh to pahela jhanki hai
The jaguar is literally shaking in the air
Dream India is another car inside the dream.


