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Galiyan goliyon waali, dosti sadiyon waali ... the shaakon ke kadak patte, jinhe kehte the desi kattey

Tum hamare bageeche ka sabse khoobsurat phool ho ... aur hum tumhari khushboo ka mazaa pyar se lena chahte hai

Badla aur guroor agar samundar ko banjar rann bana sakte hai ... toh aashiq is banjar mitti mein bhi phool khila sakte hai

Unki gali mein hum aaye ajeeb ittefaq hai ... phool toh pheka unhone ... magar gamla bhi saath hai

Har yaar wafaadar nahi hota ... har patthar chamakdar nahi hota ... na jaane bal mein kitne phool khile hai ... har phool khusboodar nahi hota

Bheej bowte hi phal khane ke sapne nahi dekhne chahiye ... kabhi kabhi pedh nahi bhi ughte hai

Is baat mein koi shak nahi ke gulaab ka koi jawab nahi ... khubsoorat hote hai is liye bhi aur kaanton ke beech khilte hai is liye bhi

Peepal talle padenge ... aur nadi naare hugne jayenge ... kya thundi thundi hawa lagegi pichwaare mein

Roses are red, violets are blue ... Gaurav wishes good morning to you

Roses are red, violets are blue ... roz roz SMS karne waale, kaun hai be tu?

Chaand aur chaandani juda ho sakte hai ... phool aur khushboo alag ho sakte hai ... magar ab hum ek doosre se kabhi door nahi honge, kabhi nahi

Koi hawa toh chale, koi patta toh hile ... kaun hai apna kuch pata toh chale

Kuch cheezein purani hoke aur bhi khoobsurat ho jaati hai ... jaise ke gulaab, sharaab aur aap

Khila hua gulaab aur laga hua julaab ... hamesha nahi rehte

Har roz lakhon hazaron phool khilte hai ... magar koi bhi phool apni marzi se kisi ke arthi par chadne ke liye nahi khilta

Rishton ke phoolon ko baandne se hi guldasta banta hai

Jab achchai ke paude pe phal lagne lage na ... toh uske upar burai ki khaad nahi sejhni chahiye

Phool hoon gulaab ka chameli ka mat samajhna ... aashiq hoon aapka apni saheli ka mat samajhna

Ek phool do maali ... din paali ki raat paali

Tum ek aaise insaan ho joh puja ke phool arthi par aur arthi ke phool kisi ke birthday par present kar sakte ho

Zindagi bahut hi khoobsurat hai ... yahan par dhoop bhi hai aur chaon bhi, yahan asha bhi hai aur nirasha bhi, yahan par phool bhi hai aur kaante bhi, yahan par khawab bhi hai aur haqeeqat bhi, yahan dil bhi hai aur dard bhi

Maa baap zindagi ke pedh ki jadh hai

Inki gardan kaatku, kundi banaku, phool naku sajai ... toh mai bhi Hyderabad ki nahi

Yeh sirf phool nahi hai ... is gulab mein khushboo se zyada tumhara pyar basa hai

Yeh jitne ghaav hai seene pe, sab phoolon ke ghuche hai ... hum mein pagal hi rehne de, hum pagal hi achche hai

Ab ke hum bichre toh shayad kabhi khwabon mein mile ... jis tarah sookhe hue phool kitaabon mein mile

Bhook lagegi toh aam ke pedh ke upar chadkar aamiya kha lenge ... pyaas lagi toh kuaan se pani pee lenge ... neend lagi toh peepal ke pedh ke neeche soo lenge ... aur aapka yaad aaya toh chup-chap akele mein ro lenge

Main zindagi hoon toh Sona saansein ... main agar dil hoon toh Sona dhadkan ... main agar pyaas hoon toh Sona pani ... main agar phool hoon toh Sona khushboo ... main agar dard hoon toh Sona aaahhh

Phool kitne bhi khoobsurat ho ... unhe murjhana hi padta hai

Khilte hue phoolon ko dekh ke ... insaan khud poori tarah khil jaata hai

Public garden mein phool hote hai, tum jaise kaante nahi ... factory mein bonus hota hai, aaise badhe badhe ghaate nahi

Hum pehle mulaqat karte hai ... phir pyar ki barsaat karte hai, phoolon ki barsaat karte hai ... uske baad hum mukka laat karte hai