The sky is crying,
The sky is crying.
I am under the sky,
I am under the sky.
I am carrying the sky with me,
The sky is taking me and I am going
with the sky, telling everybody goodbye.
The fire is burning,
The fire itself is not burning,
The fire burning all.
The fire is burning the sky,
The sky is the producer of the fire
and the fire is the producer of the air.
I am living with the air, yes with the air.
gajanan mishra
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