padho quran suno momino quran suno
padho quran suno momino quran suno
tum pe ho jaye ga aalha mehrbaan
padho quran suno momino quran suno
padho quran suno momino quran suno

karte raho humsa kurbat kuran ki
padhkar quran dekh lo kurbat quran ki
kitna aasar hai aalha ke naam me
rahta tha ek saksh gul ke kaam me
baccha bhi ek saal ka biwi bhi ek thi
quran padhne wali thi aurat wo nek thi
wo to karti thi fida jaan suno
padho quran suno momino quran suno


shohar ne ek roj ghar me kadam rakha
mere ghar ab kuran na kholna
uska ye bolna use barbad kar gaya
bimar shaam ko hua or shubha mar gaya
biwi lipat rahi thi janaje se bar bar
baccha bhi ma ko dekh ke rota tha jar jar
ab aalha hai dono ka rehman suno
padho quran suno momino quran suno


wewha hui to sari khushiya chin gai
shohar ke maut ke din pure ho gaye
dinbhar ke kaam karke wo bistar pe so gai
shohar ki yaad me wo khawabo me kho gai
dil me utha jo dard tha laga dil ko thamne
kya dekhti khawab me shohar hai samne
dekha use to aarman si sakne lage
padho quran suno momino quran suno


aalha ki galtiyo ki saja pa raha ho me
jakhmi aag me jala ja raha ho me
tumse ye intjha hai meri jaan nibhana
bete ko mere haafiz se qurban banana
biwi ke aashuo se chader jo dhul gai
ghabrake uth baeth gai need khul gai
dard ka seen uthne laga toofan suno
padho quran suno momino quran suno

muna jab uska hone laga char saal ka
bulwa ke ek molwi se biwi ne yu kha
bacche ko mere aaj se quran padha do
lilha ise haafiz qurban bana do
bacche ko lekar baethe quran kholkar
khane lage bolo bismillha bolkar
bakshne wala khuda rehmat suno
padho quran suno momino quran suno

aasu jo dil ko bol ke mohabaat se the bhare
tutla ke chote bacche ne bismillha jab padha
pauchi thi aasman me bacche ki sada
aalha ne bulaake farishto se ye kha
do shaksh uske pass the foran use nikal do
ye mera hukum hai use jannat me daal do
kar diya uspe ye quran ayesan yaaro
padho quran suno momino quran suno

Hear the Quran, believers, hear its call,
Allah's grace shall shower, heed and enthrall.
Hear the Quran, believers, hear its call.

Draw near the Quran, a constant quest,
Read it deeply, find its blessed rest.
In Allah's name, a power so profound,
A man once toiled, in gardens unbound.
A babe of one, a wife so pure and true,
The Quran's words, her life did imbue.
She offered all, for Quran's holy span,
Hear the Quran, believers, hear its plan.

The husband came, one day to find her there,
Reading the Quran, beyond compare.
"This constant reading, cease it, end the day,
Abandon it, and find a different way."
The wife replied, "Do not forbid my quest,
To read the Quran, I am truly blessed."
This is Allah's decree, let your soul scan,
Hear the Quran, believers, hear its plan.

"Not a word," he roared, "within this house,
The Quran kept away, with no carouse."
His words, a curse, his fate was sealed that night,
Sickened, he fell, and vanished with the light.
The wife then wept, beside the funeral pyre,
The child then wept, consumed by burning fire.
Now Allah is the Rahman, forever to stand,
Hear the Quran, believers, hear its plan.

Widowed, bereft, all joy then fled,
His death's harsh toll, the world she led.
Through daily toil, she found her bed at last,
In dreams, her husband, shadows of the past.
A pain arose, she grasped her aching breast,
And saw her husband, in her dream's request.
Then longings arose, from her heart to expand,
Hear the Quran, believers, hear its plan.

"I suffer now, for my sins so deep,
In burning flames, my soul will weep.
I beg of you, my life's last breath,
My son, make him a guardian of death."
The wife, her tears, a cleansing tide,
Awoke in fear, her hidden grief to confide.
A vision, a storm, her heart to command,
Hear the Quran, believers, hear its plan.

Four years passed, the son now grew,
To a scholar of Quran, she gave her view.
"Teach him the Quran, let his spirit soar,
Make him a Hafiz, forevermore."
The child then sat, the Quran to unfold,
And spoke, "Bismillah," as stories were told.
One God of mercy, His grace you can scan,
Hear the Quran, believers, hear its plan.

Tears of love, from her heart they did pour,
The child then lisped, "Bismillah" to the core.
His voice ascended, towards the sky, so vast,
Allah then spoke, to angels holding fast.
"Two souls, release them, without delay,
My command, to Paradise, show the way."
The Quran's grace, its loving, tender decree,
Hear the Quran, believers, eternally.