I will write love letters on the papers
We will be happy on these black days
We will sleep counting the stars
No,
game all day
We will play
We will go to my house
The whole world will find 1990
1990
My 1990
Your 1990
1990 was the day of youth
We got holidays on Fridays
I used to fly on the roof with a kite in my hand
We used to talk on the flip phone
We used to meet on the corner of the road
Game all day We will play
The whole world will find 1990
1990
My 1990
Your 1990
2080
Puri duniya lape 1990
1990 Mera 1990
Tera 1990 1990
1990 Mera 1990
Then I will be slave to that
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