delhi-6

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

Maula, Maula, Maula mere Maula