Haribans Rai Baachchan
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Bijay Kant Dubey
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Bottle ki adat lagaa ke,
Mujhe sharabi mat banaa dena,
Bas apni priya ke afsaane ko bhulane
Ke baste madhushala na pahuncha denaa mujhe
Sharab ke nashe mein.
Betting me intoxicated to the bottle,
Make me not a drunkard,
Just to forget the past dreams of the loved and lost one,
Take me not to the sweet honey-smelling house
In my intoxication.
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