mehfil mein meri aapka welcome hai hazraat
bhool ke gole aur bamb relax kijiye aaj
are are abhi abhi to aayein hain uthna nahi janaab
shamma hoon nayi nayi jalungi saari raat

o meri shaame awadh se aayi hai
meri subah banaras laayi hai
raatein bumbai se churai hai
raatein bumbai se churai hai
laali lahoriye, baali balochiye

jawaani jind mahiye hai ai ai
pindi de patthe bhi, delhi de munde bhi
kende karachi ki main haa shakira
shakira shakira shakira shakira
shakira shakira shakira shakira

la la la pina hai, lo lo lo lita hai
chh chh chh chadd de tu mujhpe
ha ha ha haseena hai, ho ho ho hottie haa
bha bha bhul jaaye tu mujh se
al pacino bhi, al kamino bhi
khuda de bandey ho jayein

pindi de patthe bhi, delhi de munde bhi
kende karachi ki main haa shakira
shakira shakira shakira shakira
shakira shakira shakira shakira

agni 2 hoo, sorry 3 bhi
dha dha dha dhaaye se dil pe lage
chhod ke shikwe, bhul ke gile
da da da dushman lag le gale
na idhar se, na udhar se
aa kamariyaan lagaaye

pindi de patthe bhi, delhi de munde bhi
kende karachi ki main haa shakira
shakira shakira shakira shakira
shakira shakira shakira shakira

Welcome, honored guests, to my gathering,
Forget the bombs, the battles, find release.
Ah, you've just arrived, don't stir yet, darling,
I am a fresh flame, burning all night's peace.

From Awadh's evening, my essence flows,
My morning, Varanasi bestows.
Stolen are the nights from Bombay's gleam,
Stolen are the nights, a captured dream.
Lahore's blush, Baloch's braid,
Youth of Jind, a vibrant parade.
From Pindi's brawn, Delhi's gaze,
They whisper, "I am Karachi's Shaki-ra."
Shaki-ra, Shaki-ra, Shaki-ra, Shaki-ra,
Shaki-ra, Shaki-ra, Shaki-ra, Shaki-ra.

La, la, la, drink deep,
Lo, lo, lo, recline.
Ch, ch, ch, let go,
Surrender to mine.
Ha, ha, ha, a beauty,
Ho, ho, hot desire.
Bh, bh, forget yourself,
Consumed by fire.
Al Pacino too, and Al Camino,
Become God's humble devotee.
From Pindi's brawn, Delhi's gaze,
They whisper, "I am Karachi's Shaki-ra."
Shaki-ra, Shaki-ra, Shaki-ra, Shaki-ra,
Shaki-ra, Shaki-ra, Shaki-ra, Shaki-ra.

Agni Two, or is it Three,
D, d, d, strike the heart to see.
Leave behind complaints and woes,
D, d, d, embrace your foes.
Not from this side, nor from that,
Come, let the waists entwine.
From Pindi's brawn, Delhi's gaze,
They whisper, "I am Karachi's Shaki-ra."
Shaki-ra, Shaki-ra, Shaki-ra, Shaki-ra,
Shaki-ra, Shaki-ra, Shaki-ra, Shaki-ra.