You can’t compel me to love you again.
I will love you if I will,
I wont if I don’t.
Wasana, hey Wasana.
Everyone points me as mystery.
They are blind, they don’t know,
The worse you created in my history.
Wasana, hey Wasana.
Rama had seen you compelling me to love.
Jesus had seen you attracting me with your fragrance.
Oh, my Buddha had seen you deceiving me.
Wasana, hey Wasana.
Ah, you can’t compel me to love again.
Coz you fear with shame.
And oh my fragrance, you fear with my name.
Wasana, hey Wasana.
By: Raj Basyal
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