Ek Mohabat Ke Rishte Ko Nibha Jao Kisi Din,
Jo Mil Jaye Kabhi Fursat To Paas Aa Jao Kisi Din,
Milta Hai Sbhi Kuch Sbhi Ko Ye Suna Hai,
Mujh Ko To Faqat Tum Hi Mil Jao Kisi Din,
Barso Se Ye Dil Mera Khali Hi Pada Hai,
If ice cream could be grown on the treetop,
Tiny tummies would be liking it lots.
आग हूँ आगाज़ हूँ खुद की गलती छुपाने वा
When you love and hold me without any fear
Happiness spreads throughout the atmosphere.
A little bit of laughter,
A little bit of tears,
A little bit of happiness,
होठों पे सच्चाई रहती है, जहां दिल में
Vulnerable before I found you
Lost in the lonely streets of my heart
I loved you
Mujhe dekar unke intjar ki saja wo pyar se kahgye i m sorry,
tadpa tadpa kar mujhe rulate
तेरी आँखों में नज़र आता है स्वप्न मेरा
देश की माटी देश का जल
हवा देश की दे
The past is the past for a reason.
That is where it is supposed to stay,
But some