khwaji khwaji
nazar hi jis pe teri us ka puchh na hi kya
teri nazar hai khuda ki nazar garib nawaz
teri nazar hai khuda ki nazar garib nawaz
tumhari cheri huwi ke khwaja
sau jage more bhag
tumhi ek hi ho hamre baalam
tumhi se mor suhaag
tumhi ek hi ho hamre baalam
tumhi se mor suhaag

khwaja jau main to pe wari re
khwaja jau main to pe wari re
mori aisi chunar rang dari
o khwaja mori aisi chunar rang dari
khwaja jau main to pe wari re
khwaja jau main to pe wari re
mori aisi chunar rang dari
o khwaja mori aisi chunar rang dari

jab tak bika na tha to koi puchhta na tha
jab tak bika na tha to koi puchta na tha
tumne kharib ke mujhe anmol kar diya
mori aisi chunar haye mori aisi chunar rang dari
o khwaja mori aisi chunar rang dari

aisi rang di mori chunariya
aisi rang di ho more khwaja
aisi rang di mori chunariya
dekhan aayi sari nagariya
bhid lagi more aaganiya
khwajaji bhid lagi more aagan ma
sakhiya gayi balhaari
mori aisi chunar rang dari khwajaji
mori aisi chunar rang dari
mori aisi chunar rang dari
mori aisi chunar rang dari

rang ranga tumne rehmani
rang ranga aa aa aa
rang ranga tumne rehmani
daar diya rehmad ka paani
dhowat dhowat rang na chhuta khwajaji
dhowat dhowat rang na chhuta
biti umariya saari re
mori aisi chunar rang dari
o khwaja mori aisi chunar rang dari
mori aisi chunar rang dari
mori aisi chunar rang dari khwajaji

chari aur likha hai aftar
chari aur likha hai aftar
chunar ke charo kono per
chunar ke charo kono per
kal mein taiyyb se roshan hai
khwajaji khwajaji kal mein taiyyb se roshan hai
chunar ki har ek dhari re
mori aisi chunar rang dari o khwaja
mori aisi chunar rang dari
khwaja jau main to pe wari re
khwaja jau main to pe wari re
mori aisi chunar rang dari
o khwaja mori aisi chunar rang dari
mori aisi chunar rang dari
mori aisi chunar rang dar
khwaja mori aisi chunar rang dari

You, my Master,
Whose gaze falls, whose name unasked?
Your sight, a divine glance, a giver of grace.
By your servant, O Khwaja, I am found,
Awakened, my fate’s door now ajar.
You alone, my Beloved,
You, the essence of my marriage.

To you, Khwaja, I surrender,
Dyed now is my veil, so fair.
O Khwaja, dyed is my veil so fair!
To you, Khwaja, I surrender,
Dyed now is my veil, so fair.
O Khwaja, dyed is my veil so fair!

Before I was sold, none sought me,
You bought me, made me precious.
Dyed is my veil, ah, dyed!
O Khwaja, dyed is my veil so fair!

Thus you coloured my veil,
Thus you coloured, O my Khwaja!
Thus you coloured my veil,
The whole city comes to see.
A crowd gathers in my courtyard,
Khwaja, a crowd gathers in my home.
My friends are now in awe,
Dyed is my veil, Khwaja!
Dyed is my veil so fair!

You coloured with the mercy of Rahman,
Coloured, ah, ah, ah!
You coloured with the mercy of Rahman,
Poured the water of grace.
Washing and washing, the colour won't fade, Khwaja,
Washing and washing, the colour won't fade.
My whole life has passed,
Dyed is my veil so fair,
O Khwaja, dyed is my veil so fair!
Dyed is my veil so fair!
Dyed is my veil so fair, Khwaja!

Written around the four corners,
Upon the corners of the veil.
It is lit by Tayyab's light,
Khwaja, Khwaja, lit by Tayyab's light.
In every line of the veil,
Dyed is my veil so fair, O Khwaja!
Dyed is my veil so fair!
To you, Khwaja, I surrender,
Dyed is my veil so fair.
O Khwaja, dyed is my veil so fair!
Dyed is my veil so fair!
Khwaja, dyed is my veil so fair!