lahol walla aji masha allah
lahol walla ko bata illah billa
lahol walla

roop ke pujari ye ishk ke madari
surat to jara dekho kya bat hai tumhari
kya bat hai tumhari lahol walla
aji masha allah
lahol walla ko bata illah billa
lahol walla aji masha allah

dil kitne phas gaye hai aachal ki daliyo me
julfo ki in lato me kano ki baliyo me
aadat hai nagino ki in husn waliyo me
khanjar chupe hue hai phulo ki daliyo me
lahol walla aji masha allah
lahol walla ko bata illah billa
lahol walla aji masha allah

mat naam lo hamara bolo na ye dobara
kismat ka aashiko ki damdar hai sitara
ek bar aayine me tum dekh lo khudara
chehro pe baj rahe hai tum sabke pone barah
lahol walla aji masha allah
lahol walla ko bata illah billa
lahol walla aji masha allah

surat ko jane dijiye surat me kya dhara hai
dil ka salaam dijiye ye dil to aapka hai
ab sar jhuka rahe hai hamko mana rahe hai
ab tak jo tan rahe the maska laga rahe hai
lahol walla aji masha allah
lahol walla ko bata illah billa
lahol walla aji masha allah

From the depths, a sigh, a whispered praise,
"Lahol Valla, through endless days."
A mystery unfolds, a truth concealed,
"No power save in God revealed."
The form, the fleeting, draws the eye,
A show of love beneath the sky.
Behold the form, a whispered grace,
"What beauty shines upon your face!"
"What beauty, oh, Lahol Valla,"
Awe and wonder, "Masha Allah!"
"Lahol Valla," the soul's refrain,
"No power save in God's domain."
"Lahol Valla, Masha Allah."

The heart, a captive, gently bound,
In folds of cloth, on hallowed ground.
Entangled in the tresses' sway,
In earrings' dance, where shadows play.
Serpents of beauty, in their guise,
Where hidden daggers softly rise,
Concealed in blossoms, petals sweet,
A fragile dance for mortal feet.
"Lahol Valla, Masha Allah!"
"No power save in God's Allah."
"Lahol Valla, Masha Allah."

Do not speak my name aloud,
Do not echo in the crowd.
For lovers' fates, a star's command,
A destiny held in the hand.
Look within, in mirrors' gleam,
The hour strikes, a waking dream,
Upon your faces, the time it tolls,
The hands are near the closing holes.
"Lahol Valla, Masha Allah!"
"No power save in God's Allah."
"Lahol Valla, Masha Allah."

Forget the face, its fading art,
The soul's embrace, the beating heart.
Give salutations from the core,
This heart is yours, forevermore.
Now bowing low, they plead and yearn,
Who once stood proud, now softly turn,
They pour their oils and seek your grace,
In supplication, time and space.
"Lahol Valla, Masha Allah!"
"No power save in God's Allah."
"Lahol Valla, Masha Allah."