Sharat was great but he had a typical taste Shakespeare came because love was in the frame
I tried like hell to keep them away They forcefully stayed, ranted and swayed
Dev was pious Dev was clean They gave him lust And power to lean Motive was not to give But only take Lust was real Power was fake
Woh Daas thaa kii Dev thaa Kaayar thaa kii brave thaa Yaa phir har Badshah ke andar ekk slave
Daas thaa kii Dev thaa…
Paro koorbaan thi Chandni darmiyan thi Teen talwaar thi Aur ikk mayaan thi
Naa koyi mahaan thaa Par yehi ghoomaan thaa Sab bhul gaye kii jeenaa tohh asaan thaa
To hell with this life And to hell with love Dev means divine But who wants stuff
Only time will tell If he is Daas aur Dev I’ve simply left him on his fate On his fate
