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Mike에 의해Mere pyaare putt,
Je samaa mainu ik hor pal de denda, taan main aaj da din chunnda—tera 60va janamdin—taan jo main teriyan akkhan vich vekh ke oh sab kuchh keh sakaan jo mere dil vich aaj vi basa hoya hai.
Main tenu vekhda reha haan, ussi tareeke naal jiven ik baap duniya ton chale jaan to baad vi vekhda hai—chup chaap, maan naal, te ik ehho jehe pyaar naal jo kabhi khatam nahi hunda. Te putt… tu oh sab ban gaya hai jiska main sirf supna hi dekheya si. Aaj jo vadda insaan tu ban gaya hai—neka, mehnti, narm dil, te himmat naal parya—oh mainu hor vadh maan naal bhar dinda.
Kaash main aaj tere modhe te hath rakh ke keh sakda, “Vekh putt, tu kinne door aa gaya.” Zindagi de sabak, mushkilan, dard te khushiyan—jo tarah tu sambhaliya ne, oh mere dil nu nimana kar dinda hai. Tu apni zindagi pyaar, sachchai te mehnat naal banayi hai, te main tere har kadam te maan mehsoos karda haan, chaahe oh saukha si jaa aukha.
Te tere bachhe—mere potay-potiyaan—oh Rabb di sab ton vaddi bakhshish ne. Unna de hasse, gal-baat, rawayee vich main tenu hi vekhda haan. Tu una nu bohot hi sohni tarah vadhaya hai, putt. Duniya unna karke hor vi changi lagdi hai. Eh soch mere laii hi kafi hai.
Ik gall yaad rakh: ik pal laii vi tu mera maan ya pyaar ton bina nahi si. Meri duavan, mera asra, mera pyar—sab tere naal hi rehya, har kadam, har faisle, har jeet vich.
Aaj, tere is khaas janamdin te, main oh kehnda haan jo main zinda hoke kehna chaunda si:
Happy Birthday, mere putt.
Main tere te bohot, bohot maan karda haan.
Te main tenu pyaar karda haan—ohna shabdan ton vi vadh, jinhan vich kabhi bayan nahi ho sakda.
Himmat naal, nek dil naal aage vad.
Main ajj vi yahin haan… tere naal, hamesha.
