O’ you my darling from back home pind br khadee si qasm, sara tun love and apni jind br br oh my countrymen poor souls ki jano tussi br have no idea kinj twadey tuon qismat russi br br nai terey kan de crawled kadee vi joun br running in life like paainja and his roun br br now sitting in far off lands bhul gaye sabb br your sochan are split your auladan may rub br br na majj na chapper na baghla na daddoo br tell me fer, without all this, what they’ll do br br na madani na chabee na he gongloo br oh my lawrence and also koi ni khooo br br look closely aithey kinnyean warean thing br how the toobe well tuk tuk and bird he sing br br she is majh... in vilage of punjab de thee br and you are saying that you didant see br br maybe phuoreee and this the also black br be careful with her sing; when she attack br br this da madanee and lacha kuree wear br khussa te chooree also maindee so dear br br saje and khabe moving adh rirka she make br a product of chatee better than milkshake br br where the swad of lassi and amb da achar br hakim ji di purree when sir peer ya bukhar br br gone is gudee jairee katti hoyee patang br goreean gallan te golden waal tery sang br br sure machar and makhee and kaada is more br mashter ji di phaintee also phuphi di takore br br may go to Paris or NY ya fer London ya more br jgrji remember wada sher is always be Lhoare.