मोम की मानिंद, कैसे पिघल-पिघल जाते है
तेरी दोस्ती की आदत सी पड़ गयी है मुझे,
Happy Birthday to my very best friend.
Your special day has come by again.
We had
कुछ कहते हैं मजबूर हैं हम
उस वक़्त
The sparkle in your eye,
The warmth of your skin,
Your breath on my neck
My pain and misery fall from the sky
So hard I try to ignore it, but it still gets by.
Praise the spells and bless the charms,
I found April in my arms.
April golden, A
Why is the Rose so Pale
Ah Dearest, canst thou tell me why
The Rose should be so pale?
And why the azure Violet
Sho
Enough Hurting Those Who Love You
Wondering why you have so much hate
Before you see it will be too late
Trying to
यह देश हमारा है, हमारा है हमारा
