Ik Isharay Ki Muntizer Hon Teraiy, Phir Mujh Sey Kiun Faslon Pay Rehtey Ho Dedaar Tera Ho Jai Terey Ashiq Ko Our Kia Chaheye Tamana Hai Tujhe Bahon Mein Bhero Labon Ko Chomo Khatim Houa Intezaar Aa Jou ,Yeh Sada Chaheye
Or hon gay woh log jo mahabbat ko bhula detey hain,
hum tou ab bhi tujh hi k pass rah rah ker sada detey hain.
barri mushkil se mila kerte hain dost lakin phir bhi,
janey ahbab ko kiyou log bhula detey hain.
True love is eternal, infinite, and always like itself. It is equal and pure, without violent demonstrations: it is seen with white hairs and is always young in the heart.