A crooked life

 This life is not a glass toy 

 It immediately fell and broke 

 This life is a great wave 

 A crooked life.

 This life is the edge of a river 

 Bear all the hardships 

 Even for a moment, it continues 

 Go ahead.

 Anka Bangka AI lives in the book 

 How many waves come 

 It goes without saying that there are some lessons to be learned 

 Some memories remain.

 A perfect moment in a perfect past 

 How many forgotten things are written down 

 Life is like happiness 

 The path of choice is the path of truth.

 Maya moh ghera e life nire 

 A flood of desire comes 

 Vasivasi has to be reached 

 How hard it is to do.

 Sometimes the sound of thick words 

 Never a happy empty wave 

 He has to bend under the weight of the dust 

 Can't handle it anymore.

 Life is in the dry sand 

 When does the dream come? 

 It has to be lifted in the current of time 

 Stumbled on that crooked path.

 A life full of laughter and tears 

 Swimming swims to survive 

 Life starts from the grass 

 Life ends in the desert 

 A crooked life is on the brink.