| Music
I
tried to be patient and not to grieve being far from thee.
Music
I
tried to be patient and not to grieve being far from thee,
But I would not know to be far from thee is hardship for
me. (2)
Oh, aman*... aman... aman... aman!....
But I would not know to be far from thee is hardship for
me. (2)
Come yar,* come yar, come yar! ..
Music
I
lost my sense by being far from thy beauty and lovely face.
Music
I
lost my sense by being far from thy beauty and lovely face.
I have become ruined being far from thy triumphant grace.
(2)
Music
My
life was destroyed for being far from thy hair and mole,
The desert became my home for being far from that wild deer.
(2)
Oh, aman... aman... aman... aman!
Music
The
desert became my home for being far from that wild deer.
Oh come yar, oh, come óàã, oh, come yar!
Music
She
covers her fàñå and sobs.
Asya
enters and comes èð to Gulchohra |
