Battalion column coup de grace;
It’s what was planned, but didn’t work that way.
We’ve bled all our embarrassments
At bayonet point and now must cede the day.
God damn the blasted cavalry;
They’ve left this muddy field a bloody pool.
All hell for the artillery;
I’d like to face one gunner in a duel.
It’s over, done and finished with.
The very best withdraw in disarray.
La Garde reculé.
Tanha Garg....
Ek ladka deewana sa....
Ek ladki ko chahne lga...
Aise lagi preet use...
Usko apna khne lga...
Ankhon me ke k sapne hzar
Usko dil me bsane lga
Ek din lagi use chot pyar ki
Tukdo me wo bikhar gya
Tuta dil tute khawab sab
Haye judai shne lga
Preet na chuti uski pyar ki
Bekhabar sa wo rhne lga
Aise mari thokar sbne
Tanha garg khlane lga...
Amar prem tha preet amar
thi....
Cheen liye sb hq jeene k...
Mout ne apna hath diya...
Or dewana wo chala gya...