
No bounds to prosperity,
No bounds to love,
For thoughts that save us,
For a mother’s love which keeps one going.
No bounds to all good things,
But let it be true.
Adios!

No bounds to prosperity,
No bounds to love,
For thoughts that save us,
For a mother’s love which keeps one going.
No bounds to all good things,
But let it be true.
Adios!

The hip-hop played by the bigwigs who are nothing but big nonsenses.
The hip- hop played by God has put me in a turn around,
But love for Ma is what keeps me alive and ticking.
But they ask for something which I cannot give.
And there it ends.
Adios!

Standing strong,
I see happiness,
Which is far away.
God doesn’t stand by me
And I find strength in words told to me by Ma.
And one day I will win.
Adios!

I found a rose,
It was made of petals.
It couldn’t had been better,
For it was made of chocolate,
Of inspiration,
Of things which made you truly hungry and
Of the blessings which fills a hungry stomach.
I found a rose.
Adios!
The thoughts of happiness,
Seek a need,
A want,
Ever persistent bliss.
It seeks to be challenged to make it laugh a little lesser,
So that it can be proud of its adventures which are everlastingly happy.
Adios!