vatan ki yaad sataye, hai saare log paraye
o meri dharti soni, kithe ko vi na honi
mera dard jaane jo bhi desh chhod kar aaye
vatan ki yaad sataye, sataye
hai saare log paraye, paraye
o meri dharti soni, soni
kithe ko vi na honi, dharti meri
mera dard jaane jo bhi desh chhod kar aaye
vatan ki yaad sataye, sataye
hai saare log paraye, paraye
o meri dharti soni, soni
kithe ko vi na honi, dharti meri

maushamiyon ka shahar hai jisko log karachi kahte hai
log karachi kahte hai, log karachi kahte hai
data ki nagri me jinda log laahori rahte hai
wahan ke log niraale mohabbat karne wale
vatan par marne wale, pani khushi se kaun aata hai
majburi hi laaye
vatan ki yaad sataye, sataye
hai saare log paraye, paraye
o meri dharti soni, soni
kithe ko vi na honi, dharti meri

sab kahte paak sitaare bade nasibo wale hai
haay soneya
jaisa sona desh hai inka waise hi rakhwaale hai
haay soneya
goyetha aur peshawar ka duniya me kahi bhi jawab nahi
duniya me kahi bhi jawab nahi, duniya me kahi bhi jawab nahi
vo bhi koi mulk hai jisme
ravi sindh janab nahi
muhaafiz jiye humare, humari aankh ke taare
jung me sher hai sare
wo maidan me dat jaaye to kaun samne aaye
vatan ki yaad sataye, sataye
hai saare log paraye, paraye
o meri dharti soni, soni
kithe ko vi na honi, dharti meri

ankhiya de naal ankhiya ladya
bah gayi pyar kahani se
bah gayi pyar kahani se, bah gayi pyar kahani se
main aoda diwana sa, o meri bhi diwani si
jado sapne vich aave, aave
o jhanjhar nu chhankaave, aaha
mera dil dug dug jaave
vo ankhiyon se dur hai lekin dil se kavi na jave
vatan ki yaad sataye, sataye
hai saare log paraye, paraye
o meri dharti soni, soni
kithe ko vi na honi, dharti meri

mera dard jaane jo bhi desh chhod kar aaye
vatan ki yaad sataye, sataye
hai saare log paraye, paraye
o meri dharti soni, soni
kithe ko vi na honi, dharti meri
mera dard jaane jo bhi desh chhod kar aaye
vatan ki yaad sataye, sataye
hai saare log paraye, paraye
o meri dharti soni, soni
kithe ko vi na honi, dharti meri
gairo ki taarif kare jo samjho vo fankaar nahi
haay sonneya
usko kaun insaan kahega jisko vatan se pyar nahi
haay sonneya
shaam shahar taarif kare hum apna vatan hi aisa hai
haay sonneya
gali gali aur kuncha kuncha chand sitaaron jaisa hai
haay sonneya

What have I gained from this world's embrace?
What has it given, what has it erased?
You know the secrets, the hidden design,
Who takes, who is blessed, by a fate so divine.
A plea I offer, to You I call,
My deepest need, embracing all.
Grant me Your grace, a boundless art,
Fill up my vessel, mend my heart.
A plea I offer, to You I call,
My deepest need, embracing all.
Grant me Your grace, a boundless art,
Fill up my vessel, mend my heart.

What have I gained from this world's embrace?
What has it given, what has it erased?
You know the secrets, the hidden design,
Who takes, who is blessed, by a fate so divine.
A plea I offer, to You I call,
My deepest need, embracing all.
Grant me Your grace, a boundless art,
Fill up my vessel, mend my heart.
A plea I offer, to You I call,
My deepest need, embracing all.
Grant me Your grace, a boundless art,
Fill up my vessel, mend my heart.

Though worldly-wise, I claim my place,
Why then, this ache, this empty space?
Though worldly-wise, I claim my place,
Why then, this ache, this empty space?
Why do the storms within me rise,
Why do I suffer, beneath these skies?
A plea I offer, to You I call,
My deepest need, embracing all.
Grant me Your grace, a boundless art,
Fill up my vessel, mend my heart.
A plea I offer, to You I call,
My deepest need, embracing all.
Grant me Your grace, a boundless art,
Fill up my vessel, mend my heart.

My pockets empty, nothing to hold,
Without wealth, the story untold.
My pockets empty, nothing to hold,
Without wealth, the story untold.
Fill up my pockets, with fortune's gleam,
Bestow your silver, a flowing stream.
A plea I offer, to You I call,
My deepest need, embracing all.
Grant me Your grace, a boundless art,
Fill up my vessel, mend my heart.
A plea I offer, to You I call,
My deepest need, embracing all.
Grant me Your grace, a boundless art,
Fill up my vessel, mend my heart.

What have I gained from this world's embrace?
What has it given, what has it erased?
You know the secrets, the hidden design,
Who takes, who is blessed, by a fate so divine.
A plea I offer, to You I call,
My deepest need, embracing all.
Grant me Your grace, a boundless art,
Fill up my vessel, mend my heart.
A plea I offer, to You I call,
My deepest need, embracing all.
Grant me Your grace, a boundless art,
Fill up my vessel, mend my heart.