Where is the blood!
Where is the blood!
Talk to yourself
To read and write
Light the lamp of thought
Forget yourself too
The state of the heart
is crashed It cries out.
Beats the liver repeatedly
It has also explained itself
Don't get confused
With such people
whose hearts are dry stones
What will happen to them?
There will be a feeling of pain
Loneliness also bites
The heart is troubled
People also carry daggers
They are about to bleed
Where is the blood?