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Kyun, na bole mose mohan

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Kyun, na bole mose mohan
Kyun, hai roothe roothe mohan yun
Kaise manaun haye kaise manaun
Kyun, na bole mose mohan
Kyun, hai roothe roothe mohan yun
Kaise manaun haye kaise manaun

Unn bin kate na raina
Unn bin aave na ik pal chaina
Unn bin jiyun to kaise main jiyun haye

Bahe naina bhare more naina, jhare more naina
Mohe naina sune nahin kehna, bahe more naina
Bahe naina bhare more naina, jhare more naina
Mohe naina sune nahin kehna, bahe more naina

When you go when you leave then you take a little piece of me with you
There's a hole in my soul coz you take a little piece of me with you

Haan naino ke dwaare, aane ke vaade
Baandhe aise bolo kaahe
Chaukhat pe dil ki, aahat rakhi hai
Taako pe hai tohre saaye
Unn bin unhe manaaye
Unn bin kabhi jo unko rijhaaye
Unn bin chale hai mora yeh jiya haye

Bahe naina bhare more naina, jhare more naina
Mohe naina sune nahin kehna, bahe more naina
Bahe naina bhare more naina, jhare more naina
Mohe naina sune nahin kehna, bahe more naina

Haan komal badi hai, saasan ki dori
Roothe se bhi toot jaaye
Baavan tarah se, jee ko manaaya
Khoje arjun tohri raahein

Unn bin unhe na paayun
Unn bin unhe main karva lagaun
Unn bin unhe na mora jee lagey haye

Bahe naina bhare more naina, jhare more naina
Mohe naina sune nahin kehna, bahe more naina
Bahe naina bhare more naina, jhare more naina
Mohe naina sune nahin kehna, bahe more naina
Bahe naina bhare more naina, jhare more naina
Mohe naina sune nahin kehna, bahe more naina
Bahe naina bhare more naina, jhare more naina
Mohe naina sune nahin kehna, bahe more naina   

(RA-1)

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