sab ko murade milti hai jis dar se
kaho tumne wha se kya manga
jais chand chamakta hai ambar pe
maine aisa hi ek chand manga
sab ko murade milti hai jis dar se
kaho tumne wha se kya manga

gagan ka chanda to
chhup jata hai roj savere
mera chand sda muskayega agana me mere
ram kare tujhe mil jaye tu jo mange
maine to fakat itna manga
kaise phul mahake hai bagiya me
maine waisa hi ek phulwa manga

phul ki khusbu to ud jati hai pal do pal me
murjhata nahi wo jo phul khile aanchal me
hum sukh dukh me dis ko dekh ke ki le
maine aisa hi ek apna manga
jiski khatie sabki nigahe tarse
maine waisa hi ek hira manga

pyar hai jo humse kyun na manga hamare jaisa
dar tha jara dil me kahi nikale na aisa waisa
milta julata ho jo is mukhde se
maine aisa hi ek mukhda manga
ram kare tujhe mil jaye tu jo mange
maine to fakat itna manga

From the threshold where all desires find their grace,
Tell me, what did you seek from that hallowed space?
Like the moon that gleams in the vast embrace,
I asked for a moon, with its luminous face.
From the threshold where all desires find their grace,
Tell me, what did you seek from that hallowed space?

The moon of the heavens, it hides from the day,
But mine, in my courtyard, forever will stay.
May God grant your heart all it craves, come what may,
I only desired, this much, I would say:
Like the fragrance that blooms in the gardens so fair,
I asked for a blossom, beyond all compare.

The scent of a flower, it fades in the light,
But the one in my veil, never loses its might.
One who, through sorrow and joy, gives pure delight,
I asked for a soul, to be always in sight.
For whom all eyes yearn, with a longing so deep,
I asked for a diamond, for my soul to keep.

Why not ask for a love, mirroring me?
A fear in my heart, of what it might be.
Like a face that reflects, what it longs to see,
I asked for a visage, eternally.
May God grant your heart all it craves, come what may,
I only desired, this much, I would say.