This sky is a smoke rising from the earth
Whoever you are in the world, I remember you, Sumanaya
Are we afraid of the devil, our grave is our home
If that crow’s turn is bitter, then it’s two times the bitter end

Stones are cut and cut, guitars are played, these
songs are hung,
like Chinese strips are put on,
They go to the Putar
The six-four gang
In our Kotas market
When they fight, they won’t fall, Salli
We will be like this tomorrow too
When there is a tree, will they surrender, brother

Rap part…

When I go down, I kill the cat, the rain surrounds me with my mouth,
Starting a beautiful heartbeat
Avoiding the madman who goes to the doctor,
Even if I give you a vision, I pour it, but the truth is not on the surface, gold
That problem will be yours one day,
Answer Free hit Istaram

Thunmulas Junction
A ditch Going down
Colorful vandi
To the Punkalas temple
To the Malak Dansala
Without breaking the Kandi
Fake bear faces
When you put on the colors that are not there
The Kindi falls
Smooth in those palaces
The palaces are full of fake bullies