Richa Sharma - Rasiya | Текст песни

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Like the fish thrashes helplessly in a net...
So do I in your love at the core of my being...
I feel an insatiable thirst...
and my every nerve is aflame.

Oh tell me, lass, who's that thief of your thoughts?
That philanderer, that scoundrel, he sins in my head
That philanderer, that scoundrel, he sins in my head

Looking his eyes with mine...
he steals my sleep and peace of mind

Than trickster...oh my rascal lover
Slowly but surely...
She falls in his trap as the flames begin to lick her...
her veil begins to slip

Than trickster
Oh my rascal lover
Oh tell me, lass, who's is he?
Who's that thief of your dreams?

He's a soldier, a brave warrior,
who by my word,has stolen my heart
I didn't think at first sight that
he would possess me so
But my heart began to beat aloud...
and I knew I was lost
How I panicked...
and burned with shame...
When he took my hand
and pulled me close
Than clouds of desire gathered,
and burst forth with love's rain.

Oh that trickster
Oh you scoundrel


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