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Raaste Aur Yaadein 2 by Code Infinity

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Raaste Aur Yaadein 2 by Code Infinity - Hindi–Punjabi Fusion music cover art

Raaste Aur Yaadein 2

Hindi–Punjabi Fusion

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🐯 Sound Hodori 사운드 호돌이 サウンドゥ ホドリ
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City shrinks in the rearview, tires hum a patient tune,
Morning slips through a cracked glass, a thin honest plume.
Maps folded like quiet letters, edges soft with wear,
Each mile peels another name off the map I'm used to there.
Trains say what streets forget, whistles break the dawn,
Coffee rings on blank pages where your laughter once swung.
Footsteps count the platforms, empty benches keep the tide,
I search the passing faces for the shape of your outline.
Wind scrapes the window like a restless small complaint,
Every sign cross-points somewhere, still I miss that distant pain.
Rearview full of station lights, my thumb repeats your name,
I call into the static and the silence answers same.
The road is long, the heart is full of scars,
Wheels spin day, mere sopne teri khushboo dharmaan,
Dil khenda waan basaan, ban raste khende aage chal,
Main musafir tera, tenu dhoon darwaan.
Teri bhi naam bharbat, teri bhi nishaan,
Wheels spin day, mere sopne teri khushboo dharmaan,
Dil khenda waan basaan, ban raste khende aage chal,
Main musafir tera, tenu dhoon darwaan.
Sunset spills like spilled ink, edges spraying to the road,
Lonely hotel, neon hearts, the names that you once wrote.
Postcards in my jacket, talking creases and in dust,
Photographs with folded smiles, held in careful trust.
Night paints roots on rooftops, station clocks run my face,
Signals dip into static, got each for your face.
A vendor calls in some forgotten tongue, a lullaby of steam,
I fold my pockets full of hours, chase a half-remembered dream.
Street lamps, teddy wanderers, casting stamps in amber light,
Every mile a small confession that keeps me moving through the night.
I press my palm against the window where your shadow used to lean,
Counting distant city names until there's still a line between.
Under a low sun sky, eyes fold the map back in two,
Counting stops like heartbeats, each station closer to you.
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