What destination is this, what route is this ... there is one face in the eyes, and another name on the lips

The amount of love that you have for me ... add 10% to that

He who can peep into a woman's heart and read every dream of hers ... has the real right over that woman

She has never noticed her palm ... in that somewhere lightly, there is even my line

When I stop my heart then my eyes wander ... when I close my eyes then my dreams wander ... when I break my dreams then these hands wander

The monger has come again at the doorstep ... with the question, who does she love?

I've heard the story about the king who had a queen ... but a passionate guy had a passionate girl, that is the story these days

Let there be some effect on the heart from the wound of love ... be it less painful or more, but atleast it should be there