chor gye the tum Jo paimane Khali kisi nadan khushiyo bhari duniya me aaj bhar diye h vo paimane humne kisi ke diye huy behisab dardo se jis trah se purani daru jyada nasili hoti h usi trah se Tere diye huy purane zakhmo ne humare Dil ko kuredkar dheere dheere dardo ka ek aalishan Mahal bna Diya h ab to aadt hogyi h zakhmo ko kuredne ki koi marham bhi lga de to sukun nhi milta dil ki aag nhi bhujti kisi ke Pani pilane se barishen to hojati h savan ke aane se aawaj to aati h murdo ki kabro se vo dard nhi jate Dil preshan h Jin dardo se chor gye the tum Jo paimane Khali kisi nadan khushiyo bhari duniya me aaj bhar diye h vo paimane humne kisi ke diye huy behisab dardo se