I love your eyes and your soft sighs.
I love your inner beauty, too.
I love the way each passing day
You give a love so warm and true.
I love your clothes, your turned-up nose,
The way your precious kisses taste,
But most of all, my living doll,
I love the smile on your face.
I love your charms, your loving arms,
How you hold me so tenderly.
I love the bliss, the happiness
When you're making sweet love to me.
I love when you get naughty, too
And kiss me all over the place,
But most of all, my living doll,
I love the smile on your face.
Na thi kisi ki himmat koi aankh na dikhata tha
Ab kaha chali gyi hain humari androoni sha
The past is the past for a reason.
That is where it is supposed to stay,
But some
Pyara pyara mera desh,
Sajaa-sanwaara mera desh,
Duniya jis par garv kare–<
I look into a broken mirror,
I seek to see why I am still living.
when I look aro
I wish I could run away, I wish I could hide
From all the pain he has caused me inside.