FARYAD I THE VOICE OF ANGELS I SCRIPT

• Oh lord, why are you angry. Listen to my prayers.
• My life is very young yet why I am feeling so afraid.
• Why is everything so silent, The dreams are restless.
•My Happiness are imprisoned.
• I miss my school bus and my friends too.
• The way we used to play and hop around. The way we used to secretly watch everyone.
• My silent life watching everything silently.
• To whom i should pray before except you Oh! Lord.
• Thode sun rays and those breeze comes to my home daily.
• Those free birds also ask me to rise up.
• We are young angels, what wrong have we committed?
• Now we will not be insistent neither we will ask for chips nor chocolates.
• Just tell me when my school bus will return again to take me.