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Wo mil jatay hein kahaani bun ker,
Dil main bus jatay hein nishaani bun ker
Jinhe hum rakhte hein apni Aaakhon main
Kiyun nikal jatay hein wo paani bun ker
Khayaalo ko kisi Aaahat ki Aaas rehti hy
Nigaahon ko teri talaash rehti hy
Tere bina koi kami nahi lekin
Tere begairr tabiyat udaas rehti hy

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Zamaane Mein Koi Na Sahaara Nazar Aaya,
Bus Tu Hi aik Humaara Nazar Aaya,
Tere Pyaar Mein Is Kaddar Behta gaya,
Na Tofaan Nazar Aaya Na Kinaara Nazar Aaya�

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Nigahen nigahon say mila ke to dekho
Kabhi kisi ko apna bana ke to dekho
Milna chahen ge sub log tum say
Kabhi tum achi trah naha ker to dekho

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Kese kahe ke Aaap kitni khoobsurat hain,
Kese kahe ke hum Aaap pe marte hain,
Ye to sirf mera dil hi jaanta he,
Ki hum Aaap pe hamari jawaani qurban karte hai..

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