When I gave her
a kiss, with heartfelt yearnings
She said laughingly:
It is the earning of beauty
You cannot squander it away.
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bosa jo talab maiñ ne kiyā hañs ke vo bole
ye husn kī daulat hai luTā.ī nahīñ jaatī
-UNKNOWN
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