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.
Tere naam se apna naam jhoor loon aye sanam,
Teri sansoon se apni sanseen jhoor loon aye sanam,
Thaam loon hathoon mein hath yunhi umar bhar,
Zindagi ki sham ho jaye teri bahoon mein aye sanam...
wo chand chup gia mujhe raat sonp kar,
Aankhoon ko intezar k lamhat sonp kar,
Aik shaihas tha jo mujhy se bichar gia,
Aankhoon ko meri mosam barsaat sonp kar.
