makhtool jigar, ya baba
qaatil hai nazar, ya baba
ik mehjabin, ya baba
ik noor-e-nabin, ya baba
rab ki rubaai, ya baba
ya hai tabaahi, ya baba
gardan surahi, ya baba
boli ilaahi, ya baba

afghan Jalebi, mashooq farebi
ghayal hai tera deewana bhai wah, bhai wah
bandook dikha ke kya pyar karegi
chehra bhi kabhi dikhana bhai wah, bhai wah
afghan Jalebi, mashooq farebi
ghayal hai tera deewana bhai wah, bhai wah
bandook dikha dikha ke kya pyar karegi
chehra bhi kabhi dikhana bhai wah
bhai wah bhai wah bhai
khawaja ji ki paas teri chugli karunga
main teri chugli karunga, ha teri chugli karunga
angoothi me qaid teri ungli karunga
main teri chugli karunga, ha teri chugli karunga

o dekh darazi, wallah
banda namazi, wallah
khel ke baazi, wallah khamakha
ab thehra na kisi kaam ka, wallah wallah
meer ka koi, wallah
sher suna ke ,wallah
ghoont laga ke, wallah jaam ka
mera khan mehaz naam ka
oye lakht-e-jigar, ya baba
oye noor-e-nazar, ya baba
ek teer hai tu, ya baba
main chaak jigar, ya baba
bando se nahin to allah se daregi
waada to kabhi nibhana bhai wah, bhai wah
khawaja ji ki paas teri chugli karunga
main teri chugli karunga, ha teri chugli karunga
angoothi me qaid teri ungli karunga
main teri chugli karunga, ha teri chugli karunga

gul-e-gulzar, ya baba
mere sarkar, ya baba
bada manshoor, ya baba
tera rukhsaar, ya baba
haaye shamsheer nigaahe, chaabuk si adaaye
nacheez pe na chalana bhai wah, bhai wah
bandook dikha dikha ke kya pyar karegi
chehra bhi kabhi dikhana bhai wah, bhai wah

A wound to the heart, oh father,
A killer's gaze, oh father,
A moon-faced beauty, oh father,
A light of the Prophet, oh father.
A verse of God, oh father,
Or utter ruin, oh father?
A pitcher's neck, oh father,
Speech divine, oh father.

Afghan jalebi, a lover's deceit,
Your devotee is wounded, bravo, bravo!
Why love with a gun held to the heart?
Show your face sometime, bravo, bravo!

Afghan jalebi, a lover's deceit,
Your devotee is wounded, bravo, bravo!
Why love with a gun always pointed?
Show your face sometime, bravo!
Bravo, bravo, bravo!
To Khwaja, your secrets I shall tell,
I will tell of your secrets, yes, I will tell.
In a ring, your finger I will hold,
I will tell of your secrets, yes, I will tell.

Oh, the long gaze, by God!
A worshipper, by God!
Having played the game, by God, in vain,
Now useless, by God, by God!
Of Heer, no one, by God!
Singing a verse, by God!
Taking a swig, by God, from the cup,
My name is all I am.

Oh, a piece of my heart, oh father,
Oh, light of my eyes, oh father,
You are an arrow, oh father,
I am a torn heart, oh father.
If not from humans, then fear God,
Promise, and then fulfill it, bravo, bravo!
To Khwaja, your secrets I shall tell,
I will tell of your secrets, yes, I will tell.
In a ring, your finger I will hold,
I will tell of your secrets, yes, I will tell.

A flower of the garden, oh father,
My lord, oh father,
A great decree, oh father,
Your face, oh father,
Oh, sword-like glances, whip-like ways,
Do not unleash on this nobody, bravo, bravo!
Why love with a gun always pointed?
Show your face sometime, bravo, bravo!