zamane me kahan tuti hui tasvir banati hai
tere darabar me bigadi hui taqadir banati hai

tarif teri nikali hai dil se ai hai lab pe ban ke qavvali
shiradi vale sai baba aya hai tere dar pe savali
lab pe duae ankho me ansu dil me ummide par jholi khali
shiradi vale sai baba aya hai tere dar pe savali
dar pe savali, aya hai dar pe savali, savali
shiradi vale sai baba aya hai tere dar pe savali

o mere sai deva tere sab nam leva
o mere sai deva tere sab nam leva
juda insan sare sabhi tujhako hai pyare
sune fariyad sabaki tujhe hai yad sabaki
bada ya koi chhota nahi mayus lauta
amiro ka sahara garibo ka guzara
teri rahamat ka qissa bayan akabar kare kya
do din ki duniya duniya hai gulashan
sab phul bante tu sabaka mali
shiradi vale sai baba aya hai tere dar pe savali

khuda ki shan tujhame dikhe bhagavan tujhame
khuda ki shan tujhame dikhe bhagavan tujhame
tujhe sab manate hai tera ghar janate hai
chale ate hai daude jo khush kismat thode
yahi har rahi ki mazil yaha har kashti ka sahil
jise sabane nikala use tune sambhala
jise sabane nikala use tune sambhala
tu bichhado ko mile bujhe dipak jalae
tu bichhado ko mile bujhe dipak jalae
tu bichhado ko mile bujhe dipak jalae
ye gam ki rate rate ye kali inako bana de id aur divali
shiradi vale sai baba aya hai tere dar pe savali
lab pe duae ankho me ansu dil me ummide par jholi khali
shiradi vale sai baba aya hai tere dar pe savali
shiradi vale sai baba aya hai tere dar pe savali

They say a broken fate can't be remade,
But at your court, a marred destiny is swayed.
Your praise, a song born from the heart's core,
Forms a qawwali on my lips, forevermore.
Shirdi's Sai Baba, I come to your door, a beggar,
With prayers on my lips, tears in my eyes, hope in my soul, and an empty hand.
Shirdi's Sai Baba, I come to your door, a beggar.
A beggar at your door, I come, a beggar, a seeker.
Shirdi's Sai Baba, I come to your door, a beggar.

Oh my Sai Deva, all invoke your name,
Oh my Sai Deva, all invoke your name.
All are united, all are dear to you,
You hear all pleas, you remember all true.
No one is turned away, great or small, filled with despair,
You are the rich's haven, the poor's sustenance there.
Akbar, what tale can he tell of your grace?
This world, a garden for but a few days,
You are the gardener, to all the flowers' call.
Shirdi's Sai Baba, I come to your door, a beggar.

God's glory in you is seen, in you, the divine,
God's glory in you is seen, in you, the divine.
All know you, all know your home's embrace,
The fortunate ones run to this sacred space.
Here is the goal for every journey's quest,
Here is the shore where every vessel finds rest.
Whom all have forsaken, you have embraced,
Whom all have forsaken, you have embraced.
You reunite the parted, rekindle the dimmed flame,
You reunite the parted, rekindle the dimmed flame.
You reunite the parted, rekindle the dimmed flame.
These nights of sorrow, the darkness they hold, turn them to feasts and festivals, a story told.
Shirdi's Sai Baba, I come to your door, a beggar.
With prayers on my lips, tears in my eyes, hope in my soul, and an empty hand.
Shirdi's Sai Baba, I come to your door, a beggar.
Shirdi's Sai Baba, I come to your door, a beggar.