Xcpt. - Sights.sounds.city lyrics

[xcpt] Verse 1: Locked eyes, almost incandescent Try, but lips can't begin that question Fingers intertwine, under ink black heavens And the feeling comes alive within that second Coffee on the table untouched Absorbed in the moment, they fall Ever so slowly, and thus Two become one, one becomes all [a la moksh] Verse 2: Parivaar ka sangathan, manoranjan ke rang Sabhi prasthan ek table aur mez par Ek mast umang se khaarahe sevan Badey kissey baatein, apne dhang Pakwaan anek, itchaoon ke bhet Budey, badey, bache sab anand samet Badi choti baatein, khush andaaz se Bache apne khilownon ke saath mein Chorus: Feast on the sights and the sounds of the city Loud, proud, profound yet silly And when we gotta hold it down Are you with me? [xcpt] Verse 3: A wizened old man, holy book in his hands Slumps down beside the grave next to gran's Tears disappear into his rain soaked vest Laboured breath and heart breakin' in his chest Now he places rose petals on the grave Eyes closed, he remembers her face Lips tremble as he whispers a prayer It floats to sky, hope they're listening there [a la moksh] Verse : 4 Sumsaan raat, tezi se guzarti ek car Pagdandi pe se thokrein maar Driver ne pee rakhi, josh bus udney ki Lekar ek ladki jo thi dari sehmi si Ja rahi thi karke apna shift Achaanak ho padi thi wo sthir Rokne ki koshish, chillai wo zorr se Driver usey na sunkae, chalae har oor se...