Make for me a place within your heart
On which I can depend. For only you
Touch the ancient wellsprings of my tears,
Home through all the wanderings of my years,
Eden that no other can renew,
Root I cannot rend through rage or art.
Jab Sanam Teri Yaden Ati Hain
Kya Kahn Hamen POTIYAN Lag Jati Hain
Hamari Yado K Lamhe To Tmhain Satate Honge
POTIYAN Na Sahi PADD To Tumhe B Atey Honge ;->
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