“Main phir aavaaz detaa hoon jahaan ke gaane waalon ko“I call out again to all the singers of the world, Naye gulshan naye bulbul ke ab ye phool hain mereThese flowers come from a fresh garden, a fresh nightingale,Meri aankhon men kab hai giryaasaamaani vo paihli see Mine eyes contain not the crying and wailings of yesterday,Fanaa kyaa hai bakaa kyaa hai, naheen dikhtaa hai ab kuchh bheeWhat is death and what is life, nothing can be seen here,Bataado ‘Nath’ ab sabko muhabbat ke binaa kyaa haiO Nath, come and say that nothing exists except Love,Priya Nath is more convinced than ever that Shri Nathji’s handwritten manuscripts must be preserved at all costs.