aye khuda teri marzi ke aage kya hoga, hai pata
tu jo chahe waisa sama ho teri raza
tu jo chahe tapti dhoop me aye khuda
khilta hua gulistan hoga
tune banayi rahe, tune banayi manzil
hum le chale hai apna karwa
aye khuda teri marzi ke aage kya hoga, aye khuda

tehni tehni se dekho toota hai har patta
bikhra hua pada hai aaj ye gulistan
jilmilata yaha muskurata yaha
tha khushi se kabhi ye aashiya

rehbar ho tum hamare phir kaisa dia pharmaan
farishte bhi ruswa honge dekh ke ye anjaam
ye na chahe koi ab bataa de tuhi
keh kar apna tu kyu banta anjaan
aye khuda teri marzi ke aage kya hoga, hai pataa
tu jo chahe waisa sama ho teri razaa
tu jo chahe tapti dhoop me aye khuda
khilta hua gulistan hoga
tune banayi rahe, tune banayi manzil
hum le chale hai apna karwan

Before God's will, what fate unfurls, we know not,
But in His decree, the world takes hold, just so.
Should He desire scorching sun, O Lord,
A blooming paradise shall grow.

You crafted paths, You shaped the destined shore,
And we, our caravan, advance and roam.
Before God's will, what future shall pour, O Lord?

From every branch, each leaf has fallen, torn,
The garden lies in scattered disarray.
Once shimmering, smiling, this dwelling,
A joyful haven, now astray.

Our guide, our solace, yet the command?
Even angels weep to see this final day.
None desire this, tell us, only You,
Why feign ignorance, then claim Your sway?
Before God's will, what fate unfurls, we know,
But in His decree, the world takes hold, just so.
Should He desire scorching sun, O Lord,
A blooming paradise shall grow.
You crafted paths, You shaped the destined shore,
And we, our caravan, advance and roam.