रहते, सुलगते, घुट, कचोट के उबल पड़ा वो
कई रातों का ख्वाब अब नासूर बन गया था
क्या जागोगी मेरे साथ, नींद से डर लगता है।
Stifling, simmering, grappling made it boil over
The dream of many nights, now an open wound
Please stay up with me; I am so scared to sleep.
Stifling, simmering, grappling made it boil over
The dream of many nights, now an open wound
Please stay up with me; I am so scared to sleep.
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