And still I am returning
To life.
To life
I am to make sounds
And with that sounds
I learn how to live.
Living is my profession
And with life
I create you
To present all truth.
The truth is there to help
And support and we travel in groups.
And still I am returning
To life.
To life
I am to make sounds
And with that sounds
I learn how to live.
Living is my profession
And with life
I create you
To present all truth.
The truth is there to help
And support and we travel in groups.
But choosing the timeAnd the place allAre his or her.What to wearHow to proceedEverything isAt his or her liberty.Flying is notA play thing,Play thing isFlying, though,I am sure.
How can you help anyone?If needed find it all outFrom within.If you really in needIt is all available, see.Calling attention you canWin the game of lifeFrom the very beginning.Everything is at the doorTherapy treatment not needed.Somewhere near you and in youFind all love and all truth.
With us.Still, we are here,And taking timeTo adjustWith the situation.
ଖୋଲାଖୋଲି ମଇଦାନରେ ଠିଆ ହେବାକୁ ହୁଏସଭିଙ୍କ ସମ୍ମୁଖରେ ବିନା ସ୍ୱାର୍ଥରେ।
And I get dissolvedSee here.In seeing the truthI am kindled by wisdom.And I realised lifeA sacred texts.
But old age, thoughI heard, I failed toUnderstand the meaning.Age can never be old,Still, I welcome toHave a new experienceIn my life here.I know, old age care notWho I am, where I am.It is here in meSince time immemorial.I also care not old age.