Chup Rehte To Dum Ghut-ta Aur Dard Zada Hota Kuch Moo Se Nikal Jata Tou Koi Khafa Ho Jata WO Jab Bhi Zaara Rotha Chup Behte Rahe Hum Bhi Aik Baar Mana Lete Tou Roz Khafa Hota.
Pee hai sharab har gali har mehkhane se, ek dosti si ho gai hai sharab ke jam se, guzre hai hum kuch aise mukam se ki nafarat si ho gai mohabbat ke naam se
Shama parvana choro apne pyar ki baat karo Maatam ka shauk choro apne yaar ki baat karo Roné se nazron ke ashka sukh gaye hain ab Patjhar ka dukh bhulo apne bahaar ki baat karo