maa galiyo ki mati chane mehalo me laal
sajda karne aayi thi fir bhi kuch na kare firyad
khush rahe tere nagri beta maa ye dua kar chali
mera jitna farz likha tha mai to ada kar chali
khush rahe tere nagri beta maa ye dua kar chali

tere janam se pehale teri aas me aankh na lagi
paida hua to dekh balmi raat raat bhar jagi
hoke ke bada jab fer li aankhe
hoke ke bada jab fer li aankhe nind aankhiyo se bhagi
jivan bar mai dukh ki gatari pal pal utha ke chali
khush rahe tere nagri beta maa ye dua kar chali

jite ji to beta tune kadar na jani
jab mar jaau ek choti si karna ye kurbani
bed liyo har saal jara sa aur na kuch bhi tujhse mangu
khush rahe tere nagri beta maa ye dua kar chali

From alley dust to palace gleam, a journey's start,
I came to bow, yet offered no complaint from the heart.
May your city flourish, my son, this blessing I impart,
The duty etched for me, I played my destined part.
May your city flourish, my son, this blessing I impart.

Before your birth, my eyes, with hope, refused to close,
Then, seeing you, I watched through nights, where slumber goes.
When you grew tall, your gaze, it turned away and froze,
And sleep fled from my eyes, as life's harsh wind blows.
A burden of sorrow I bore, at every moment, as my life flows.
May your city flourish, my son, this blessing I impart.

While I lived, my son, you knew not my worth, it seems,
But when I'm gone, a small sacrifice, fulfill my dreams.
Each year, a moment held, a touch, a tear, it gleams,
I ask for nothing more, by life's shadowed streams.
May your city flourish, my son, this blessing I impart.