In Calcutta, life is a fight In the streets, day and night Where hunger and disease roam free And the poor struggle just to be The city...

A son I was, proud and strong, But now I feel so all alone. My father's gone, and with him, a part of me, I'm filled with regret, that I...

Up in the sky, where the clouds do glide, I wish to soar, with arms out wide. Oh how I dream, to feel the breeze, And glide through the...

Amidst the ashes, ruins, and despair, A glimmer of hope, a love so rare. In a world where all seemed lost and grim, I found my heart's...