jaha bhi jaye hai bewafai fareb dhokhe sitam ke khanjar
hamari bigdi sawar de tu uthake najre karam ke khanjar
lo hum aa gaye hai fir tere dar par
lo hum aa gaye hai fir tere dar par
laga hai hame teri ulfat ka khanjar
laga hai hame teri ulfat ka khanjar
na jayenge khali tere aasta se
na jayenge khali re khali na jayenge khali tere aasta se
murado se jholi bharegi yahi par
murado se jholi bharegi yahi par
lo hum aa gaye hai fir tere dar par
lo hum aa gaye hai fir tere dar par
laga hai hame teri ulfat ka khanjar
laga hai hame teri ulfat ka khanjar lo hum aa gaye hai

pada rahne de apno kadmo me maula
bharosha hi kya char din jindagi ka
khatarnak mahsar ka tufan hoga
waha par na hoga koi bhi kisi ka
bin tere kaise gujara hoga bas tumhara hi sahara hoga
uski har bhul bakshi jayegi jisne bhi tujhko pukara hoga
na dube meri naiya bachale o khiwayya
ke tufa aa na jaye andhera cha na jaye
arz hum sabki sunle aye malik do jaha ke
hame manjil dikhlade hame sahil dikhlade
hame sahil dikhlade hame sahil dikhlade hame sahil dikhlade
tuhi mera pyar tuhi mera yar jalwa dikhade fir ho beda par
tuhi mera pyar tuhi mera yar jalwa dikhade fir ho beda par
tuhi mera pyar tuhi mera yar jalwa dikhade fir ho beda par
yahi aarzu hai yahi hai tamanna
yahi aarzu hai yahi hai tamanna
hamari jami ho tere kadam par
hamari jami ho tere kadam par
lo hum aa gaye hai fir tere dar par
lo hum aa gaye hai fir tere dar par
laga hai hame teri ulfat ka khanjar
laga hai hame teri ulfat ka khanjar lo hum aa gaye hai

Where treachery blooms, a garden of deceit,
Where daggers of heartbreak relentlessly meet,
May your gaze, a benevolent blade,
Mend the fractures our spirits have made.
Here we come, once more at your door,
Wounded by love's keenest lore,
Here we come, and at your shrine stay,
With love's own blade, we've found our way.

Empty-handed, we shall not depart,
From your holy halls, a longing heart,
Here at your feet, our prayers we send,
With blessings abundant, our journeys transcend.
Here we come, once more at your door,
Wounded by love's keenest lore,
Here we come, and at your shrine stay,
With love's own blade, we've found our way.

Let me languish, a beggar at your feet,
For fleeting is life, and love is sweet,
A tempest of fear, a dark, dangerous sea,
Where kinship is lost, and you alone are free.
Without you, how can we hope to exist?
You alone, our refuge, our truest tryst.
Forgiveness descends on those who call,
To you, their savior, before the fall.
O, ferryman, guide our vessel through strife,
Lest the storm engulf us, consuming our life.
Hearken, O Lord of both worlds, and see,
Show us our harbor, and set us free.
Show us our harbor, and set us free,
Show us our harbor, and set us free.
You are my love, my only friend,
Reveal your glory, and our journey transcend.
You are my love, my only friend,
Reveal your glory, and our journey transcend.
You are my love, my only friend,
Reveal your glory, and our journey transcend.

This is our wish, this our deepest plea,
May our earth forever bow to thee,
May our earth forever know your grace.
Here we come, once more at your door,
Wounded by love's keenest lore,
Here we come, and at your shrine stay,
With love's own blade, we've found our way.