Chula In The End کے بول

So talk to me, and stop to cry for the losts of your life The science can't explain the confusion in your mind Walking alone in the grass I cross the field Of my head Keep your imagination to fly away And you reminds me my last day I'm the chula man I know I'm I do So chula, chula with you ! I'm the last hope to put by the root The evil touch in the head of sad people So come with me to give, to give the peace Keep your imagination to fly away And forget your desires Please think in the consequences I see to me to you Nice to meet you Nice to meet you too. Chula in the end So hold my hand And don't look to your back You have to go straight in the road of life And never forget The good moments. And.. Keep your imagination to fly away And never stop to believe in happy days Maybe they come in But the life is here and now. So live!