Ganna ka juice bara glass 20Rs ka (modichaiwala)

Take me back to the words where she left me. Let me walk through them hills all alone. Where your love still wanders through the valley, and the vines have covered up our cabin home. Far away in a great northern forest, there's a place where I once loved to dwell. And it feels like my poor heart is breakin' for the girl that I used to love so well.