True love is eternal, infinite, and always like itself. It is equal and pure, without violent demonstrations: it is seen with white hairs and is always young in the heart.
Ik Isharay Ki Muntizer Hon Teraiy, Phir Mujh Sey Kiun Faslon Pay Rehtey Ho Dedaar Tera Ho Jai Terey Ashiq Ko Our Kia Chaheye Tamana Hai Tujhe Bahon Mein Bhero Labon Ko Chomo Khatim Houa Intezaar Aa Jou ,Yeh Sada Chaheye
If i die 2nite i go with no regrets,
if its in ur arms den i know i was blessed,
but if ur eyes r d last thing i see,
den i know d beauty of heaven holds 4 me