sukhi rut me chhaai badariyaa, chamaki bijuriyaa saath
dubo tum bhi sag mere, yaa thaamo meraa haath

maulaa salim chishti, aaqaa salim chishti -2
aabaad kar do dil ki duniyaa salim chishti -2

jitani balaaye aai, sab ko gale lagaayaa -2
khun ho gayaa kalejaa, shikavaa na lab pe aayaa -2
har dard ham ne apanaa, apane se bhi chhupaayaa
har dard ham ne apanaa, haa
har dard ham ne apanaa, apane se bhi chhupaayaa -2
tum se nahi hai koi pardaa salim chishti
maulaa salim chishti

jaaegaa kaun aake, pyaasaa tumhaare dar se -2
kuchh jaam se piege, kuchh maharbaa nazar se -2
kuchh jaam se piege, haa
kuchh jaam se piege, kuchh maharbaa nazar se -2

ek pyaali bhar ke de saaqi mai-e-gulafaam ki
ek apane naam pi, aur ek allaah naam pi
met de puri meri hasarat dil-e-naakaam ki
dede dede dard me koi surat aaraam ki
ghunt hi pilaa magar josh-e-tamannaa daal kar
ek qataraa de magar qatare me dariyaa daal kar
kuchh jaam se piege, kuchh maharbaa nazar se

ye sag-e-dar tumhaaraa, todege apane sar se -2
ye sag-e-dar tumhaaraa, haa
ye sag-e-dar tumhaaraa, todege apane sar se -2
ye dil agar tumhaaraa tutaa salim chishti -2
maulaa salim chishti

is sag-e-dar ke sadaqe, is rahaguzar ke sadaqe
bhatake hue musaafir, mazil pe pahuche aakhir
ujade hue chaman me, ye rang-e-pairahan me
sau rang muskuraae, sau phul lailahaae
aai na_i bahaare, pahalane lagi phuaare
ghunghat ki laaj rakhanaa, is sar pe taaj rakhanaa
is sar pe taaj rakhanaa

aaqaa salim chishti, maulaa salim chishti

A barren season, clouds gather near, lightning's flash, a sudden tear.
Will you drown with me, embrace the tide?
Or grasp my hand, and walk beside?
Mawla Salim Chishti, Master Salim Chishti.
Mawla Salim Chishti, Master Salim Chishti.
Make fertile the world within, Salim Chishti.
Make fertile the world within, Salim Chishti.

Every affliction, I welcomed it near,
Every affliction, embraced without fear.
Though heart bled crimson, no complaint I'd impart,
Though heart bled crimson, no complaint from the heart.
Concealed my own anguish, from myself I did hide,
Concealed my own anguish, deep inside.
No veil between us, Salim Chishti.
Mawla Salim Chishti...

Who would leave thirsty, from your sacred door?
Who would leave thirsty, and ask for more?
Some will drink deeply, from the cup of grace,
Some will drink deeply, from your loving gaze.
Some will drink deeply, from the cup of grace,
Some will drink deeply, from your loving gaze.

Fill a goblet, with the wine of rose,
Drink one for yourself, one for God, it bestows.
Quench the yearning, of a heart forlorn,
Give solace in pain, a new life born.
Just a sip, but with a fire so bold,
A single drop, a sea to behold.
Some will drink deeply, from your loving gaze.

This threshold stone, we'll break upon our head,
This threshold stone, on it our life we'll shed.
This threshold stone, on it our life we'll shed.
If your heart is broken, Salim Chishti.
If your heart is broken, Salim Chishti.
Mawla Salim Chishti.

For the sake of this threshold, for the sake of this way,
Lost travelers find their path, at the break of the day.
In a desolate garden, in robes of bright hue,
A hundred hues will smile, a hundred flowers bloom anew.
New springs will arrive, showers will softly fall,
Guard the veil of honor, on this head, a crown enthrall.
On this head, a crown enthrall.
Master Salim Chishti, Mawla Salim Chishti.