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| Ronde Naina |
| Crying eyes My crying eyes My love does not stay in my eyes I unravel the noose choking me I collect straw and dust from the litter of the lanes I unravel the noose choking me Friend, it gets hard to survive. His love tortures me A strange sickness afflicts me Love tortures me Yet I don’t see him Separation burns and burns in me Life and soul are on my lips Separation burns and burns in me Yet my lover does not come to me Crying eyes My crying eyes My love does not stay in my eyes Music: Salman Ahmad |