kabhi divaar hilti hai
kabhi dar kaanp jaataa hai
ali kaa naam sun kar ab bhi
khaibar kaanp jaataa hai
baghair hubb-e-ali mudda nahi milta

ibadato kaa bhi hargiz sila nahi milta
khuda ke bando suno ghaur se khuda ki qasam
jise ali nahi milte use khuda nahi milta
did haider ki ibaadat hai ye farmaan-e-nabi
hai ali ruh-e-nabi jism-e-nabi jaan-e-nabi
gul-e-tathir ali haq ki shamshir ali
piiro ke piir ali

dast-e-ilaa kyu na ho sher-e-khuda ali
maqsuud har aata hai shah-e-la-fata ali
jis tarah ek zaat-e-muhammad hai be-misaal
paidaa hua na hogaa koi dusra ali
bedam yahi to paanch hainmaqsuud-e-qaaynaat
khairunisa hasan hussain mustafa ali
haq ali ali ali ali maula ali

Sometimes the wall itself trembles,
Sometimes the gate begins to shake.
Hearing Ali's name, even now,
Khaybar's fortress begins to quake.

Without love for Ali, the goal is not found,
Even worship brings no reward on hallowed ground.
Listen closely, my own, hear this oath I take:
He who finds not Ali, God himself is not found.

To see Haider is worship, the Prophet's decree,
Ali is the soul of the Prophet, his body, his being.
A rose of purity, Ali, the sword of truth and might,
The hand of God, the Lion of God, Ali in the light.

The ultimate aim, the king without equal, Ali.
As Muhammad stands unique, a timeless decree,
None like Ali will ever be born.
These five are the aim of all creation's plea:
Khaerunisa, Hasan, Hussain, Mustafa, Ali.
Truth, Ali, Ali, Ali, Mawla Ali.