Kash k mil jati do din ki hakumat hume…

Phr is shehar ma teri tasveer k seeke chalte…

Love is like magic
and it always will be.
For love still remains
Life’s sweet mystery!

Love works in ways
that are wondrous and strange
and there’s nothing in life
that love cannot change!.

If questioning would make us wise
No eyes would ever gaze in eyes;
If all our tale were told in speech
No mouths would wander each to each.

Were spirits free from mortal mesh
And love not bound in hearts of flesh
No aching breasts would yearn to meet
And find their ecstasy complete.

For who is there that lives and knows
The secret powers by which he grows?
Were knowledge all, what were our need
To thrill and faint and sweetly bleed?

Then seek not, sweet, the “If” and “Why”
I love you now until I die.
For I must love because I live
And life in me is what you give.

Your soft voice
your warm touch
I never knew
I’d ever love so much

The way you make me laugh
the way you make me fly
It’s even in the way
you make me cry

Your smile
your frown
Your kindness is your crown

Your devoted love
and your strong will
I’ll always know
I can count on you still…

Had I the heavens’ embroidered cloths,
Enwrought with golden and silver light,
The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
Of night and light and the half light…

Had I the heavens’ embroidered cloths,
Enwrought with golden and silver light,
The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
Of night and light and the half light…

Waqt guzrta rha pr sans thami se the
Muskura rahy thy hum pr ankhoon main nami se the
Sath hamary jahan thaa sara
Per na jany kun ap ke kame se the

I long to return every movement
every kiss, with rhythms
that is music to your ears
a melody that only we two can hear.

I’ve been searching all my life
For Miss Right to be my wife
At last I find the one, I think
I’m wed before I’ve time to blink
Alas, regret for all my days
For her first name is always ….

I’ve been searching all my life
For Miss Right to be my wife
At last I find the one, I think
I’m wed before I’ve time to blink
Alas, regret for all my days
For her first name is always ….