Zubaan se tumhe keh nahi sakte
Isliye hmesha khuda se Fariyaad karte hai
Jab bhi tumhara Dil jor se dhadke
Samajh Lena hum tumhe
Dil se yaad karte hai.
All love at first, like generous wine,
Ferments and frets until ‘tis fine;
But when ‘tis settled on the lee,
And from th’ impurer matter free,
Become the richer still the older,
And proves the pleasanter the colder.
