waqte madad hai aaiye aye aamina ke lal
ek begunah ki paakiye daman ka hai sawal
tum pe nazil hua quran rasul-e-arbi
hai isi par mera imaan rasul-e-arbi
tum pe nazil hua quran rasul-e-arbi
hai isi par mera imaan rasul-e-arbi

intja karta hai tumse kisi majbur ka dil
chhin li jisse mukkadar ne khushi ki mahfil
kabr ko chhod ke ab koi nhi hai manjil
kabr ko chhod ke ab koi nhi hai manjil
muskile kigiye aasan rasul-e-arbi
hai isi par mera imaan rasul-e-arbi

From the lips of the world, a plea ascends, O Son of Amina, come!
For a blameless soul, a purity now numb.
Upon you, the Quran descended, Prophet of Arabia,
My faith, a flame, in your light, Arabia.
Upon you, the Quran descended, Prophet of Arabia,
My faith, a flame, in your light, Arabia.

A heart, compelled, in yearning finds,
From you, a solace, for troubled minds.
Fate has stolen joy, a desolate design,
In the grave, no path, no guiding sign.
Ease the burdens, Prophet of Arabia,
My faith, a song, in your light, Arabia.