Screaming of woodlands
Please give me a second chance
Please give me a second grace
I have lost from the paradise.
Far from the serenity, now in a coppice
And its painful to stay around here.
Looking forward towards the west winds,
The destroyer and preserver acts of the buds.
The way we are annihilating
can't you stop ruthless axing?
And we will never deny your desires.
Please do not stop this cruel game.
It is not a fruitful deed to get a fame.
We are sweeps away so far;
By the act of cruel peoples racketeer.
And one day it will be really hard to stay in a concrete jungles.
Hasan Khan
