Ghar mom ka pahlay to banaya nahi jata,
ban gayay to sooraj say bachaya nahi jata,
ab tum ho muqabil to mujhay harna hoga,
tum ko to meri jan haraya nahi jata ........
There’s a warmth in my heart It haunts me when you’re gone
Mend me to your side and never let go
Say Time knows nothing,
we’ll never grow cold
The more I live The more I know
Whats simple is true I love you
Sometimes your nearness takes my breath away
And
All the things I want to say can find no voice.
Then,
In silence,
I can only hope my eyes will speak my heart . . .
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.
