Sounds from Roots

Winter resides in my veins, 

oh kashmir! my blood runs wilder, 

The kangri resurrects the dead, 

The pheran,merges me in ur colors, 

I feel among lovers.. 

Your chill makes me see my breath, 

wid u i hav no reason to fret.. 

i recollect pieces of shadows, 

to approach ur meadows.. 

Let me,be back to ur soul, 

As i am lost in scorching summer..

-masrur