A Red, Red Rose

O my Luve's like a red, red rose
That's newly sprung in June;
O my Luve's like the melodie
That's sweetly played in tune.

As fair art thou, my bonnie lass,
So deep in luve am I;
And I will luve thee still, my dear,
Till a' the seas gang dry:

Till a' the seas gang dry, my dear,
And the rocks melt wi' the sun;
I will luve thee still, my dear,
While the sands o' life shall run.

And fare thee weel, my only Luve,
And fare thee weel awhile!
And I will come again, my Luve,
Tho' it ware ten thousand mile.

Sadgi

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"MERI ZAAT ZARA-E-BEY NISHAAN"

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Meri zaat zara-e-bey nishaan
Merey dard ko jo zabaan miley
Meri zaat ka jo nishaan miley
Mujhey raaz-e-nazm jahaan miley
Jo mujhey ye raaz-e-nihaan miley
Meri khamoshi ko biyaan miley
Mujhey qaenaat ki sarwari
Mujhey dolat-e-do jahaan miley