saathiyo, yeh haar aur jeet hai, bekar dosto
is jindagi ka raaj hai, bas pyar dosto
afsana suno afsana, dilwalo ka afsana
afsana suno afsana, dilwalo ka afsana
afsana suno afsana, dilwalo ka afsana
chahat ke dhago se buna hai
chahat ke dhago se buna hai, iska tana bana
afsana suno afsana, dilwalo ka afsana
afsana suno afsana, dilwalo ka afsana

har bela milan ki bela, yaha dilwalo ka mela
har bela milan ki bela, yaha dilwalo ka mela
shagird koi ranjha ka, majnu ka koi chela
har aashiq hai sultan yaha
har aashiq hai sultan yaha, har mashuka sultana
afsana suno afsana, dilwalo ka afsana
afsana suno afsana, dilwalo ka afsana

har bhor hai bhor suhani, har rat hai rat ki rani
har bhor hai bhor suhani, har rat hai rat ki rani
panghat pe dhum machaye, yaha allad shok jawani
dharti ambar khulke yaha
dharti ambar khulke yaha, milte hai gale rojana
afsana suno afsana, dilwalo ka afsana
afsana suno afsana, dilwalo ka afsana

yeh peer baba ki kurbat, hai gaav me iski shohrat
yeh peer baba ki kurbat, hai gaav me iski shohrat
hum jaise dilwalo par, rehmat hai khuda ki rehmat
aao inhe hum pesh kare
aao inhe hum pesh kare, phulo ka najrana
afsana suno afsana, dilwalo ka afsana
afsana suno afsana, dilwalo ka afsana
chahat ke dhago se buna hai, iska tana bana
afsana suno afsana, dilwalo ka afsana
afsana suno afsana, dilwalo ka afsana

Friends, these victories and defeats, mere trifles,
The secret of life, is only love, my friends.
Hear the tale, the tale of the heart's own kin,
Hear the tale, the tale of the heart's own kin,
Hear the tale, the tale of the heart's own kin.
Woven with threads of yearning,
Woven with threads of yearning, its warp and weft spun.
Hear the tale, the tale of the heart's own kin,
Hear the tale, the tale of the heart's own kin.

Each moment, a moment of meeting, a fair for hearts,
Each moment, a moment of meeting, a fair for hearts.
A disciple of Ranjha, a follower of Majnun's arts,
Each lover a Sultan here,
Each lover a Sultan here, each beloved a Sultana.
Hear the tale, the tale of the heart's own kin,
Hear the tale, the tale of the heart's own kin.

Each dawn a radiant morn, each night a queen of night,
Each dawn a radiant morn, each night a queen of night.
At the well, youth's playful glee, a vibrant, youthful plight.
Earth and sky embrace and meet,
Earth and sky embrace and meet, in daily, sweet delight.
Hear the tale, the tale of the heart's own kin,
Hear the tale, the tale of the heart's own kin.

The presence of the saint, his fame across the land,
The presence of the saint, his fame across the land.
Upon us, hearts aflame, God's grace, a helping hand.
Come, let us offer to them,
Come, let us offer to them, a floral strand.
Hear the tale, the tale of the heart's own kin,
Hear the tale, the tale of the heart's own kin.
Woven with threads of yearning, its warp and weft spun.
Hear the tale, the tale of the heart's own kin,
Hear the tale, the tale of the heart's own kin.