Bachiyon k chakker me larke jate lutt,
Or khatey hain un k bhaiyon se wo kutt...
iss waja se larke larkiyon ko chor detay hain,
Moqa mil tey hi un k bhaiyon ko phor dete hain..
Na kare makeup to un se banda dar jata hy,
Karti hain itna makeup k weight barh jata hy ."->
To cry is to know that youre alive
But
My river of tears has run dry I never wanted to fool you
But
A cold heart is a dead heart And it feels like I''ve been buried alive by love
If I should die before I wake There ai''nt no one my soul to take If I wake before I die, rescue me with your smile. . .
Miyan bv main jhgra hua to bv ne apni maa ko ph kia:
ME AP K HAN A RHI HU
Maa ne kaha:
USE APNE KIYE KI SZA MILNI CHAHYE
Tm wahin thehro me tumare han a rahi hon
