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Darling, when things go wrong in life, you lift your chin, put on a ravishing smile, mix yourself a little cocktail...
Můnz:
Heart dies a slow death, shedding each hope like leaves... Until one day there are NONE. No Hopes...Nothing Remains...
Můnz:
Bahar aai to Khul gay hain naye sir'ray se Hisaab sare...Gubar-e-Khatir k Ba'ab sare, Tere Hamare Saval sare, Javab sare..