khuda bhi aasman se jab jamin par dekhta hoga
khuda bhi aasman se jab jamin par dekhta hoga
mere mehbub ko kisne banaya sochta hoga
khuda bhi aasman se jab jamin par dekhta hoga
mere mehbub ko kisne banaya sochta hoga
khuda bhi aasman se

mussbir khud pareshan hai ke yeh tasvir kiski hai
banogi jisaki tum aisi hasin takdir kiski hai
kabhi woh jal raha hoga kabhi khush ho raha hoga
khuda bhi aasman se jab jamin par dekhta hoga
mere mehbub ko kisne banaya sochta hoga
khuda bhi aasman se

jamane bhar ki masti ko nigaho me sameta hai
kali se jism ko kitni baharo me lapeta hai
huwa tumsa koyi pehle naa koyi dusra hoga
khuda bhi aasman se jab jamin par dekhta hoga
mere mehbub ko kisne banaya sochta hoga
khuda bhi aasman se

farishte bhi yaha rato ko aa kar ghumte honge
jahan rakhti ho tum
panv jageh woh chumte honge
kis ke dil peh kya gujri yeh wohi janta hoga
khuda bhi aasman se jab jamin par dekhta hoga
mere mehbub ko kisne banaya sochta hoga
khuda bhi aasman se

From heavens high, when God gazes down,
From heavens high, when God gazes down,
At my beloved, He must ponder,
From heavens high, when God gazes down,
Whose creation is this, He must wonder.
From heavens high.

The artist himself, bewildered, by this portrait's grace,
Whose fortune could fashion a form, in such a beautiful space?
He must be burning, then rejoicing, with each passing hour,
From heavens high, when God gazes down,
At my beloved, He must ponder,
From heavens high.

The world's merriment, in her eyes it resides,
Her form embraced by the spring's tide.
None before, nor after, will ever compare,
From heavens high, when God gazes down,
At my beloved, He must ponder,
From heavens high.

Even angels, at night, must wander and roam,
Kissing the ground where she makes her home.
Only the heart that feels it, truly knows,
From heavens high, when God gazes down,
At my beloved, He must ponder,
From heavens high.