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
