arziyaan saari main, chehre pe likh ke laaya hoon tumse kya maangu main, tum khud hi samjah lo… ya maula…, maula maula maula mere maula dararein dararein hain maathe pe maula marammat mukaddar ki kar do maula, mere maula.. tere dar pe jhuka hoon mita hoon bana hoon marammat mukdar ki kar do maula..
all the requests, are written on my face what can i ask from you, you yourself can understand o lord… my lord wrinkles, and wrinkles are there on my forehead, o lord mend my fate o lord, my lord am bowing at your doorstep, have fallen, and recovered mend my fate o lord, my lord..
o ek khushboo aati thi mein bhatakta jata tha, reshmi si maya thi aur main takta jata tha
a fragrance used to come and i kept getting lost there was a silky mirage and i would kept looking at it..
jab teri gali aaya, sach tabhi nazar aaya mujhe mein hi woh khushboo thi, jisse tune milwaya
when I reached your street, then only I saw the reality i only possessed the fragrance, that you made me find..
toot ke bikharna mujhko zaroor aata hai par na ibaadat wala shaoor aata hai sajde mein rehne do, ab kahin na jaunga ab jo tumne thukraya to sanwar na paunga
scattering into pieces, i very well know but I don’t know the ettiquette of praying let me stay be bowed in prayer, i will not go anywhere now now if you reject me, then i will not be able to recover