(ek hate ore kripan ache aar ek hate haar)
He has sword in one hand and necklace in other
The person has smashed your door
He has not come for begging, no, no, no -
He came to win your soul by fighting
He is coming amidst life following road to death
The person is coming In Hero’s dress
He won’t return after halfway, no, no, no –
He will win everything you have got
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