For Aastha
[YOUTUBE]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wDXoqAUca98[/YOUTUBE]
ho ho ho
sainyaa jhoothon kaa badaa sartaaj nikla
sainyaa jhoothon kaa badaa sartaaj niklaa
mujhe chhod chalaa, mukh mod chalaa
dil tod chalaa badaa dhokhebaaj niklaa
sainyaa jhoothon kaa badaa sartaaj niklaa
ho ho ho
chal diyaa zulmi mujhse bahaanaa banaa
mere nanhe se dil ko nishaanaa banaa
chal diyaa zulmi mujhse bahaanaa banaa
mere nanhe se dil ko nishaanaa banaa
badaa teekhaa wo
daiyya teekhaa wo teerandaaj niklaa
mujhe chhod chalaa, mukh mod chalaa
dil tod chalaa badaa dhokhebaaj niklaa
sainyaa jhoothon kaa badaa sartaaj niklaa
ho ho ho
kuchh dinon se piyaa ham se naa boltaa
ho ho kuchh dinon se piyaa ham se naa boltaa
na hamaaraa ghoonghatwaa kaa pat kholtaa
kuchh dinon se piyaa ham se naa boltaa
na hamaaraa ghoonghatwaa kaa pat kholtaa
is gup-chup kaa
is gup-chup kaa bhed dekho aaj nikalaa
mujhe chhod chalaa, mukh mod chalaa
dil tod chalaa badaa dhokhebaaj niklaa
sainyaa jhoothon kaa badaa sartaaj niklaa
sainyaa jhoothon kaa badaa sartaaj niklaa..[YOUTUBE]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SnH6JJtY_j0[/YOUTUBE](Rula ke gaya sapna mera)2 My dream reduced me to tearsbaiti hun kab ho savera I am sitting and waiting for the morningRula ke gaya sapna mera My dream reduced me to tears(Wohi hein ghamein dil, wohi hain chanda tare The saddened heart, the moon and the stars are the samehai, wohi ham besahare) 2 ohhh, here I am still helplessaadhi raat wohi hai, aur har baat wohi hai again it is the midnight, infact everything is the same as beforephir bhi naa aaya lutera except that my lover is not hererula ke gaya sapana mera My dream reduced me to tearsbaiti hun kab ho savera I am sitting and waiting for the morningRula ke gaya sapna mera(kaisi yeh zindgi, ke sanso se ham ube what kind of life is this that I am tired of breathingke dil duba ham dube)2 as my heart sinks so do Iek dukhiya bechari, is jeevan se haari this poor saddened women is tired of this life as it isus par yeh gam ka andhera and over top of that to be overshadowed by dark cloud of sadnessrula ke gaya sapna mera My dream reduced me to tearsbaiti hun kab ho savera I am sitting and waiting for the morningRula ke gaya sapna mera[YOUTUBE]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=69qsp5i35cg[/YOUTUBE]Is Zamaane Men Is Mohabbat Ne
Kitane Dil Tode Kitane Ghar Phuunke
(jaane Kyon Log Mohabbat Kiyaa Karate Hain) - 2
Dil Ke Badale Dard-e-dil Liyaa Karate Hain
Jaane Kyon Log Mohabbat Kiyaa Karate Hain[Love has broken many hearts and burned down many houses, yet why do people love and trade heart for pain?]
Tanhaai Milati Hai, Mahafil Nahin Milati
Raahen Mohabbat Men Kabhi Manzil Nahin Milati
Dil Tut Jaataa Hai, Naakaam Hotaa Hai
Ulfat Men Logon Kaa Yahi Anjaam Hotaa Hai
Koi Kyaa Jaane, Kyon Ye Paravaane,
Kyon Machalate Hain, Gam Men Jalate Hain
(aahen Bhar Bhar Ke Divaane Jiyaa Karate Hain) - 2
Jaane Kyon Log Mohabbat Kiyaa Karate Hain[They seek gathering. But, all they get is loneliness. Love is a path that reaches no destination. There is no success. The heart eventually breaks. This is how love concludes. World will never understand why the moth gets so uneasy and burns itself in flame. Life of Passionate people is full of sighs. Why do people still love?]
Saavan Men Aankhon Ko, Kitanaa Rulaati Hai
Furaqat Men Jab Dil Ko Kisi Ki Yaad Aati Hai
Ye Zindagi Yuun Hi Barabaad Hoti Hai
Har Vaqt Honthon Pe Koi Fariyaad Hoti Hai
Naa Davaaon Kaa Naam Chalataa Hai
Naa Duaaon Se Kaam Chalataa Hai
(zahar Ye Phir Bhi Sabhi Kyon Piyaa Karaten Hain) - 2
Jaane Kyon Log Mohabbat Kiyaa Karate Hain[ The month of Sawan makes separation unbearable. When heart yearns for someone tears come out of eyes. The life becomes useless. Some complain is there all the time. Medicines become ineffective. Even the prayers do not heal. How does everyone still accept this and swallow the poison (of love)?]
Mahabuub Se Har Gam Manasuub Hotaa Hai
Din Raat Ulfat Men Tamaashaa Khuub Hotaa Hai
Raaton Se Bhi Lambe Ye Pyaar Ke Kisse
Aashiq Sunaate Hain Jafaa-e-yaar Ke Qisse
Bemuravvat Hai, Bevafaa Hai Vo,
Us Sitamagar Kaa Apane Dilabar Kaa,
(naam Le Le Ke Duhaai Diyaa Karate Hain) - 2
Jaane Kyon Log Mohabbat Kiyaa Karate Hain[ This happens all the time in love. The beloved is accused of all the pain. This spectacle repeats day and night. The stories of love become longer than the nights. People in love tell tales of beloved's tyranny. That the beloved is untrustworthy. That the beloved is unfaithful. They call names to the tyrant whom they love so much. Why do they do all this? Why do people love?]
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