So all festivals on arrivals bring some unity messages and keep united people of all ages. So all festivals on arrivals bring some unity messages and keep united people of...

Is this love, Or maybe a product of my imagination, Is this love, Or maybe a product of my imagination,

Muted by years of separation, Alone with a shadow of hope. Muted by years of separation, Alone with a shadow of hope.

Everyone leaves a part of them behind Through the works and messages Everyone leaves a part of them behind Through the works and messages

Hello you sunshine, the birds echoed at dawn, Light rays across the window pane, lit up my face on! Hello you sunshine, the birds echoed at dawn, Light rays across the window pane...

Eyes In science, a beautiful part of our body In art, a place where thousands of thoughts resi... Eyes In science, a beautiful part of our body In art, a place where thousa...