There is a lot of difference in the evening of the city
Everyone seems stranger in the evening of this city There is no peace in the name of this city.
Neither do they say farms here nor do they flow here. There is a restless evening in this city.
I get peace in the name of my village.
I am afraid that may not get lost in the work of this city.
I am there in the evening of this city
But my soul finds peace in the name of my village
There is neither my name nor any work here
My identity is my father\'s name there.