Beymaainay hotay hain woh lamhay jub tum paas nahi hotay
Lagtaa hai mujhay aisay ke zindagi tehr gayee ho jaisay
Aasman bhi beyrounuq sa lagtaa hai mujhay ke
Kisi nay chand taaron ki roshni chura lee ho jaisay
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
"Hawaon" K Hath "Arman" Bheja Hai * "NETWORK" K Zariye Ek "Paigham" Bheja Hai * "Fursat" Mile To "Qabool" kr Lena * "MAIN NE" Muhabbaton se Ap ko "SALAM" Bheja Hai.
Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs. Being purged, a fire sparkling in lovers'' eyes. Being vexed, a sea nourished with lovers'' tears. What is it else? A madness most discreet, a choking gall and a preserving sweet