On that happily emotional day
You announced your retirement.
I was anable to say
A word at that moment.
When you were giving the speech,
And reminding us your memories.
I was visualising your previous match
In which you'd made hundred centuries.
You said your speech was getting long ,
But I thought it was the only start .
At that moment I wanted to write a song ,
But it is not my part.
I had made your photo collection
And I thought I had lost it.
I was listening you in an emotion,
Before finding the collection I didn't sit.
When you finished your speech ,
I couldn't stop my tears .
It's not for me but each
Of your fan couldn't stop their tears.
I would be telling in my whole life
That I'd seen the God was departing .
Sachin your name will remain in cricket ,
And cricket without your name wont be starting .
Thank you God for giving us
The God of Cricket .
He will remain in us ,
Till we hear the word "cricket".
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