Ban ke titli dil udaa udaa udaa hai kaheen door Chal ke khushboo se judaa judaa judaa hai kahin door haadse ye kaise, ansune se jaise, Choome andheron ko, koi noor.. ban ke titlee dil udaa udaa uda hai kahin door..
Becoming a butterfly, the heart has taken a flight.. has flown somewhere far away.. How are these accidents, unheard, As if some (divine) light kisses the dark.. becoming a butterfly, the heart has taken a flight, somewhere far off..
should I just tell you, or should I write on the sky, in your praise - far be the evil eye.. [i.e. he wants to write far be the evil eye in the sky so that in the entire sky where the heart is flying, nobody can see her with an evil eye.]
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