... chalta main dhadkanon ki wajeh; woh chalti hai par besabab...
... undoubtedly, I am a contemptible lewd slay...
... condemn me, humiliate me, kill me I say...
... but more than me, it's the heart which is insane...
... like an insult to injury; infinitely increasing the pain...
... am a dead man walking, playing game minus a play...
... in the pitfalls of darkness, far away from the day...
... wonder why the heart yet beats, sans any reason...
... making an incorrigible live despite the treason...
