Ab naa main hoon, naa baakee hain zamaane mere,
fir bhee mashahoor hain shaharon men phasaane mere,
zaindagee hai to nae zakhm bhee lag jaaenge,
ab bhee baakee hain kaii dost puraane mere.
Now neither I am there, nor my world is left.
Still my traps are famous in the cities,
If life is there, then no wound will be hurt.
Are these old friends of mine still left?
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