hare bhare baag ke phulo pe rijha khaiyyam
hare bhare baag ke phulo pe rijha khaiyyam
ha taaro ka shaida hua
taaro ka shaida hua
chand me khoya khaiyyam
chand me khoya khaiyyam
hare bhare baag ke phulo pe rijha khaiyyam

pyari pyari surate
pyari pyari surate
pahlu se dil le gayi
pahlu se dil le gayi
ban gaya kuch roz me
ban gaya kuch roz me
husn ka banda khaiyyam
husn ka banda khaiyyam
hare bhare baag ke phulo pe rijha khaiyyam

lekin mujhe malum hua
ki yaha ki har chiz fani hai

fani chiz ka
fani chiz ka
pyar bhi fani
pyar bhi fani
lahar ye dil me aayi
lahar ye dil me aayi
chhod ke aakhir sab kuch maine
lau maalik se lagayi
chhod ke aakhir sab kuch maine
lau maalik se lagayi

bhul gaya har chiz yaha ki
ishq-e-khuda me khoya
ishq-e-khuda me khoya
allah hu ke rang me rang kar
masjid dil me banai
masjid dil me banai
fani chiz ka
pyar bhi fani

phir to meri aankho ko
zarre-zarre me wo hi wo nazar aane laga

pyar se maine kaliyo ko chuma
pyar se maine kaliyo ko chuma
bulbulo ke tarane pe jhuma
bulbulo ke tarane pe jhuma
husn ko uska jalwa samjh kar
main hasino ke majme me ghuma
mere dil me samaya wo hi wo

Khayyam, entranced by the garden's bloom,
Khayyam, entranced by the garden's bloom,
A devotee of stars,
A devotee of stars,
Lost in the moon's soft tomb,
Lost in the moon's soft tomb,
Khayyam, entranced by the garden's bloom.

Sweet faces, so fair,
Sweet faces, so fair,
Stole the heart from my side,
Stole the heart from my side,
In a fleeting while,
In a fleeting while,
Became beauty's bound,
Became beauty's bound,
Khayyam, entranced by the garden's bloom.

But then I knew,
That all here shall fade.

Fleeting is love,
Fleeting is love,
Born of what fades,
Born of what fades,
A wave then surged within,
A wave then surged within,
Leaving all behind,
Leaving all behind,
I turned to the Lord above,
I turned to the Lord above.

I forgot all the earth holds,
Lost in God's love's embrace,
Lost in God's love's embrace,
Dyed in Allah's hue,
Dyed in Allah's hue,
Built a mosque within my heart,
Built a mosque within my heart,
Fleeting is love,
Born of what fades.

Then to my eyes,
In every atom, He appeared.

With love I kissed the buds,
With love I kissed the buds,
Danced to the nightingales' song,
Danced to the nightingales' song,
Seeing His glory in all beauty,
I wandered where the fair ones throng,
He filled my heart, He, He alone.