মান অভিমান ভাসিয়ে দিয়ে
maan obhimaan bhashiye diye
Let go of your pride and ego
And beckon to her, do beckon her on
Blend in a smile with your tears
And pour it at her feet
Do pour it at her feet
She comes casting a shadow on the road
Darkness looms across the sky
Withered flowers are cast off
And time slips by, O it slips by
maan obhimaan bhashiye diye
Let go of your pride and ego
And beckon to her, do beckon her on
Blend in a smile with your tears
And pour it at her feet
Do pour it at her feet
She comes casting a shadow on the road
Darkness looms across the sky
Withered flowers are cast off
And time slips by, O it slips by
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