Call Of Death

Call Of Death

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Oh! My love, love me

What for you are waiting?

Oh! My love, where you are?

Come and see my closing eyes

Which wants to bid good bye.

My shedding tears calling you.


My heart which is not pumping.

Come and listen to it's last pump.

Oh! My sweet sweet heart.

Hold me very very tight

Until my last breath.

Oh! My great great desire.

See the yama comes to hire.

I am begging him so hard.

Give my soul a free card.

To make me meet you.


So, say what can I do.

He is saying again and again.

Your efforts go in vain.

It's a call of death.

So, you can't wait.

There is not a policy for soul

To return it for a moment again.



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