tu khud ki khoj mein nikal
tu kis liye hataash hai
tu chal tere vajood ki
samay ko bhi talaash hai
jo tujh se lipti bediyaan
samajh na inko vastra tu
ye bediyaan pighaal ke
bana le in ko shastra tu
जिस क्षण तुम मुझे स्वयं से अलग करो,
ये तो फूल है जिन्दगी की राहों को महका
दोस्ती में हमने दोस्तो को नजराना पेश
Leaves crackle and crunch beneath my feet
as l inhale the air that smells so sweet
<I know there's something great in me,
Something I struggle to find.
The days and
Don't look for the flaws as you go through life;
And even when you find them,
KHO GAYI HAI MANJILE, MIT GAY HAI SARE RASTE
SIRF GARDISH HI GARDISH,AB HAI MERE VASTE,
This feeling inside, I cannot hide.
This feeling inside, I can't deny.
Ishq karna toh lagta hai jaise
Maut se bhi badi saza hain,
Kya kisi se shikwa kar
Hope Is The Thing With Feathers
"Hope" is the thing with feathers -
That perches in the soul -
And sings the tune
