I aint an alcoholic
You can call me Ali co holic
Coz unlike yours,
My brand of wine aint pale
Such is the attitude of Sohail

Sohail won’t drink it in limits
Neither will he drink it limitless
There is a sweet little place in between
Sohail will drink it,
Resting on the purgatory
Will sip it within the veil
Such is the attitude of Sohail

I will eat the cursed fruit a thousand times
To get down on the earth
And fill up my glass with this holy wine
Don’t make me addicted
To the highest brand of alcohol
I might stop drinking from the scriptures
Fabricated by Imams, Priests and Pundits
With very less of a truth and lot of false
The hearts of these monks are sealed
O! Wine keeper
Wine cannot be stored,
In their sealed narrow hearts
For now pour the wine
Right inside the hole,
Of my broken heart
Such is the attitude of Sohail,
Aziz and Gaffar.

You won’t understand the specialty of this wine
O! Pundit, Priest and Sheikh
I can afford to lose the Heaven for it
A countless times
Such is the attitude of Sohail

My childhood
Won’t be enough for you...