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.
Lamha Lamha Sanse Khatm Ho Rahi Hai, Jindagi Maut Ke Pahluo Me So Rahi Hai,
Us Bewafa Se Mat Pucho Meri Maut Ki Wajah. Wo To Bus Jamane Ko Dikhane Ke Liye
Ro Rahi Hai
"I''ll give you the moon at night
I''ll give you star that lights your eyes
I''ll give you the sun that made just one more dawn
So another day may come
I''ll give you my heart and soul
I''ll be there to catch you when you fall
When you ask me what I give to you
Girl I''ll give it all"
Chal aisy dais main chalty hain Jhan chand aur sooraj milty hon Jhan rang titley phelati hon Jhan khoshe kay jharnay behty hon Jhan baton say khoshbo ati ho Jhan piyar ki basti basti ho
