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16 Oh, It’s The Same All Over Again
Oh, it’s the same all over again I cry, and cry, and cry in vain Yes, I was once a blessed lover And she’d call me again and again And she wouldn’t care what people said She’d dance with me and drink champagne But gone are now those happy days I moan, and groan, and cry with pain And now she’s turned so heartless and cold That bother she wouldn’t even me to disdain But, SHAIDA, still I’m in love with her And with all my pain, I cannot complain URDU GHAZAL Phir wohi toar e zindagaani hay Dard hay, dil hay, nohakhaani hay Hum bhee thay aashna e qurbat e dost Lazzat e wasl hum nay jaani hay Fikr o hoash o khirad ko thukra ker Hum nay bhee dil ki baat maani hay Yeh bhee din haen keh doar e lutf o karam Aek qissa hay, ik kahaani hay Ab kay bigrhi hay baat kuchh aisi Na sitam hay, na sargaraani hay Yaad us ki per ab talak SHAIDA Zaiwar e husn e zindagaai hay
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