Har saksh ko mohabbat h chand se, par ye jaruri toh nahi ki
woh chand b har kisi ka ho jaye..
Ye dil toh mar mit-ta hai kisi ajnabi ke liye, par mumkin ye b
toh nahi, k usko b mohabbat bas humi se ho jaye..
Sab kuch hi bikta hai duniya k mele mein, mumkin hai sauda is
dil ka b ho jaye,
thi humne toh vari ye duniya hi tumpe, par teri tadap mein
jiya b na ab jaye..
Har pal ye koshish ki, tujhko hansane ki, tum toh hanse na par humko rula diya..
Rasme mohabbat bahut humne seekha tha, khud pe jo gujri toh, sabkuchh bhoola diya..
woh chand b har kisi ka ho jaye..
Ye dil toh mar mit-ta hai kisi ajnabi ke liye, par mumkin ye b
toh nahi, k usko b mohabbat bas humi se ho jaye..
Sab kuch hi bikta hai duniya k mele mein, mumkin hai sauda is
dil ka b ho jaye,
thi humne toh vari ye duniya hi tumpe, par teri tadap mein
jiya b na ab jaye..
Har pal ye koshish ki, tujhko hansane ki, tum toh hanse na par humko rula diya..
Rasme mohabbat bahut humne seekha tha, khud pe jo gujri toh, sabkuchh bhoola diya..
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