I WANNA COME BACK HOME MAMA

14th May 05

It’s always after the hard day city life
You play on my mind mama
I see your blurred image faraway waiting for me in garden of our cozy home
I wanna come back home mama
And play with you and feel our country home
But I know you still won’t let me
Coz you wanna me to be rich and live in peace
But here’s no peace mama
As I can find in our country home

The hustle and bustle of city life makes me go back to our country home
Here’s only hatred and dishonesty mama
I wanna come back home mama
And feel your clear and true love on your lap
But I know you still won’t let me
Coz you wanna me to be rich and sleep in peace
But it’s hard time sleepin here mama
As I can sleep on your lap

If you still won’t let me mama then teach me
How to sleep between noises
Gain patience between these fast movin worlds
Create love between hatred
Create honesty between untruthfulness
IF IT AIN’T POSSIBLE
Then please let come back home
I still wanna come back to our country home mama
Where I can feel your love
Coz no one love me here like you love me mama

Milan Gurung (Freeman)

TRAVELOGUE OF LONESOME LOVER

Oh! You lonesome traveler
Hasn’t your journey been far too long?
Haven’t you found your lover?
Strumming your guitar with love songs all the time
As if, she’s listening to you with feelin
Hasn’t your voice reached upto her?
You air your words of love
As if, it’s touchin her and tryin to hug you with love
Oh! You lonesome traveler why you drop your tears?
Hasn’t she understood you?
Your song says you’re with her every minute
YES! I HAVE BEEN WITH HER
IN EVERY WORDS OF MY SONG…
Again, why you tryin to hide your tears?
Lines on your face shows the depth of your love for her
Oh! You lonesome traveler hasn’t your journey been far too long?
How faraway is your lover that you love so much?
IT’S JUST LIKE A HORIZON!
He answered with glittering eyes and puckering lips.

Milan Gurung (Freeman)

bLUe

I get fucked around
Most of times somewhere on the way
So good god have mercy on my soul
Turning myself from good to bad
I get fucked around
Somewhere on the way
So good god have mercy on my soul

Mistakes are lesson I know
But it still doesn’t escape my pains
So good god have mercy on my soul
I always desired well I know
But still I couldn’t escape the bad
So kind god have mercy on my soul
When I get fucked around
Most of the times somewhere on the way

These empty bottles
But they still doesn’t soothe my pains
So good god have mercy on my soul
There’s living dead beside me
Still I couldn’t let him live
So kind god have mercy on my soul
When I get fucked around
Most of the times somewhere on the way

I get fucked around
Most of times somewhere on the way
So good god have mercy on my soul
Turning myself from good to bad
I get fucked around
Somewhere on the way
So good god have mercy on my soul

Milan Gurung (Freeman)