Indian song bufflaxed! Sounded really like they are singing to the lyrics.
This is hilarious lah!! *Falls off from chair*
Thanks huh Andy...
Mentally unsound as far as many are concerned. Never been sane, enjoys maximum insanity...
Step on me and thou shall be bitten...
Bite on me and thou shall be
ripped...
Obsessed with those that ought to be obsessed.
Loves life, since life has loved. Hate it, once it starts hating.
A child was off-ed and back to track, child starts pondering: What's the reason of my brought-here; What's the purpose of the here-being.
Are we, or not, brought to accomplish something in life? Are we, or not, brought just to live and taste the taste of life?
Life's beginning to love the confused child, and life shall be loved by the child living a life of life.
[Confused child,in love with life]
*****
MERCUTIO
And to sink in it, should you burthen love—
Too great oppression for a tender thing.
(If you sink, you're dragging love down. It's not right to drag down something as tender as love.)
ROMEO
Is love a tender thing? It is too rough,
Too rude, too boisterous, and it pricks like thorn.
(Is love really tender? I think it's too rough, too rude, too rowdy, and it pricks like a thorn.)
MERCUTIO
If love be rough with you, be rough with love.
Prick love for pricking, and you beat love down.—
Give me a case to put my visage in!
A visor for a visor.—What care I
What curious eye doth cote deformities?
Here are the beetle brows shall blush for me.
(If love plays rough with you, play rough with love . If you prick love when it pricks you, you'll beat love down. Give me a mask to put my face in. A mask to put over my other mask. What do I care if some curious person sees my flaws? Let this mask, with its black eyebrows, blush for me. (they put on masks) )
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