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It’s false I live in hope
Of promises made by you;
For would not I die of joy
If I thought them to be true
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tere waade par jiye hum to ye jaan jhoot jaana
Ki khushi se mar na jaate agar aitibaar hota
(your promise on live I so think it untrue O dear
that joy of die wouldn’t I if believed it)
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Beshno.... 