Do not pull me up so hard br My hands will go off br As I am not of that level br I can not rise so high br br You just show me the road br I shall vie with the rays br On the wings of freedom br I shall fly unbound br Tearing the soil, very hard br I shall forcefully sprout out br You just show me the hill br I shall myself swim br You just clap br And let me hear the sound br I shall snatch the clouds of rain br And over night br I shall reflect br Like a graceful drop of dewbr br Abdul Wahabbr br