Rain, rain, go away,
Because of you, the pain will stay.
Slit my throat, cut out
If
If life were but a dream, my Love,
And death the waking time;
If day had not a beam, my Love,<
When You Are Old
When you are old and grey and full of sleep,
And nodding by the fire, take down this book,
And
When you needed me I was there for you
I let you cry on me
I let you talk to me
मज़हब जुदा सही वतन तो एक है, है फूल रंग
उलझनों और कश्मकश में उम्मीद की ढाल लि
ये तो फ़र्ज है उम्र भर निभाने का
To live content with small means;
to seek elegance rather than luxury,
and refine
Love is not all: it is not meat nor drink
Nor slumber nor a roof against the rain;
<I've always underestimated myself,
Always tried to humble myself,
But when it cam
