arey yaar mere ki mast haveli aur raasta itna tang
lekin manjil tak jane ka arey koi to hoga dhang
arey aage bado aage bado aage bado bado
deen baksh arey dayaram deen baksh arey dayaram
koi jatan karo jo raste me aaye usko khatam karo
deen baksh arey dayaram koi jatan karo
jo raste me aaye usko khatam karo

yaar ka ghar hai bhulbaliya kon se kone me hai saiya
ghunghru ki jhankar pukare jhat se bahar aaja pyare
armano ki uthi kamane jayegi kitno ki jane
deen baksh arey dayaram deen baksh arey dayaram
koi jatan karo jo raste me aaye usko khatam karo
deen baksh arey dayaram koi jatan karo
jo raste me aaye usko khatam karo

mat bolo isko sardar iske piche hai sarkar
sarkari mahman banane badi haveli tak pahuchane
budhe ke ghar tak aa pahuche hai aaj khudai kismatgaar
deen baksh arey dayaram deen baksh arey dayaram
koi jatan karo jo raste me aaye usko khatam karo
deen baksh arey dayaram koi jatan karo
jo raste me aaye usko khatam karo

shera tere mahal ki shan hone wale hai viran
ishwar ka elaan yahi hai allah ka farman yahi hai
mit jayegi mit jayegi pap ki nagri aane wala hai tufan
deen baksh arey dayaram deen baksh arey dayaram
koi jatan karo jo raste me aaye usko khatam karo
deen baksh arey dayaram koi jatan karo
jo raste me aaye usko khatam karo

bhul gaya yaaro ka yaar kaal kothdi ka takrar
arey yad sabhi kuch aa jayega yaro ki jab padegi mar
aise kaise manega ye ye to hai dando ka yaar
deen baksh arey dayaram deen baksh arey dayaram
koi jatan karo jo raste me aaye usko khatam karo
deen baksh arey dayaram koi jatan karo
jo raste me aaye usko khatam karo

My friend's mansion, vast and grand, the path a thread, a whispered strand,
Yet, reaching the embrace desired, a way exists, a soul inspired.
Forward now, advance with might,
Deen Baksh, O Dayaram, bring forth the light.
Devise a plan, a cunning art,
To crush the foes that tear apart.
Deen Baksh, O Dayaram, find your heart,
To crush the foes that tear apart.

The beloved's home, a maze unfolds,
Where does my love reside, the story told?
The anklets chime, a beckoning sound,
"Come forth, my love, on hallowed ground."
Desires rise, a lethal bow,
To claim the lives, the souls below.
Deen Baksh, O Dayaram, bring forth the light.
Devise a plan, a cunning art,
To crush the foes that tear apart.
Deen Baksh, O Dayaram, find your heart,
To crush the foes that tear apart.

Don't speak of him, the chieftain bold,
The state's dark shadow will unfold.
To make him guest of the King's domain,
To lead him where shadows reign.
The old man's house, the final stage,
The gods of fate, turn the page.
Deen Baksh, O Dayaram, bring forth the light.
Devise a plan, a cunning art,
To crush the foes that tear apart.
Deen Baksh, O Dayaram, find your heart,
To crush the foes that tear apart.

The lion's palace, its glory wanes,
The winds of change, the flood of rains.
God's decree, the words they ring,
Allah's command, the angels sing.
It will be destroyed, erased from sight,
The city of sin, consumed by the night.
Deen Baksh, O Dayaram, bring forth the light.
Devise a plan, a cunning art,
To crush the foes that tear apart.
Deen Baksh, O Dayaram, find your heart,
To crush the foes that tear apart.

The friend forgotten, love's despair,
A prison's cold, a haunting snare.
The memories will return, it's true,
When friends arrive to see you through.
He won't yield, it's plain to see,
He only knows the rod's decree.
Deen Baksh, O Dayaram, bring forth the light.
Devise a plan, a cunning art,
To crush the foes that tear apart.
Deen Baksh, O Dayaram, find your heart,
To crush the foes that tear apart.