Woh baat kya kahe jiska koi matlab na ho, Woh dua kya kare jiska koi asar na ho, kaise kah de hamari umer appko lag jay, kya pata kal hamari umer hi na ho.
I prayed for a red bike, God gave me blue. I lost my old cap, He gave me new. I asked for a friend who will always be true. I prayed and prayed, till came you.
Every garden must have a red rose, every sweet face must have a red cheeks and a good nose, every grass must have a dew, and evey person must have a friend like you.
