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26 But It's All Right; I Don't Really Mind
I know, I know, she's not very kind But it's all right; I don't really mind For I'm so used to my sorrow and pain That even when hurt, I do not complain And she is a beauty who loves to flirt And her I can never, never ever desert And yes, I have fallen in love with a lass Who never has known what love is, alas And I feel very close to her, she knows But even when near, she is never very close And bound to a lover she never can be When he's her slave, even though he's free So SHAIDA is right, I'm an amateur But I'm not the only one dying for her URDU GHAZAL Wo ager maayel e wafa na hua Mujh ko bhee shikwa a jafa na hua Khooger e ranj o gham houn maen aisa Na bhala wo hua, bura na hua Shoaq e maashooqiat hua us ko Ishq mujh ko bhee walehaana hua Aashnaaie maen us say kerta houn Jo kisi ka bhee aashna na hua Us ko qurbat maen bhee judaaie hay Dour reh ker bhee maen juda na hua Kya aseeri hay us ki zulfoun ki Maen rihaaie maen bhee riha na hua Kya hua ger hua fida SHAIDA Us pay qurbaan toe zamaana hua
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