The cloud of life is white paper as long as it moves
Rasa is the sweetest word on your mind before
Chandru Suri is all about the news
Letters will reach you anytime tomorrow ..
The cloud of life is white paper as long as it moves
Rasa is the sweetest word on your mind before
Chandru Suri is all about the news
Letters will reach you anytime tomorrow ..
The cloud of life is white paper as long as it moves
Rasa is the sweetest word on your mind before
O O O O O O O O O O ...
Lala lala lala ... lala lala lala ...
Lalalalalala ...
I wrote poems with words and eyes ...
Filled with words, my life ...
Child I opened your letters with flowers
Does a soft letter hurt if it touches the hand ...
Priyuda is melting with your uhla
I love you, the bud of blossoming shame ...
The cloud of life is white paper as long as it moves
Rasa is the sweetest word on your mind before
Cheliya ni andiyanai, kiss your feet
When Malliyavai sleeps, she smells ...
My toes are numb, my breath
Priyuda, if you are a perfumer .. don't go for spring ...
Does Jivvu Manna Prayamu have to be in the gutter
Pranale Nike Arpista ... Did the lips spread honey ...
Lala lala lala ... lala lala lala ...
The cloud of life is white paper as long as it moves
Lala lala lala ... lala lala lala ...
Rasa is the sweetest word on your mind before
Chandru Suri is all about the news
Letters will reach you anytime tomorrow ..
The cloud of life is white paper as long as it moves
Rasa is the sweetest word on your mind before
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