ye umar ye mizaz khuda khair kare
ye umar ye mizaz khuda khair kare
ye umar ye mizaz khuda khair kare
kiska hai katal aaj khuda khair kare
kiska hai katal aaj khuda khair kare
ye umar ye mizaz khuda khair kare

tune is dil pe aisa var kiya
teri chahat ne bekrar kiya
dundhate dhundhte thikane
par aa gaye ham sahi nishane par
vaqt ka aaj tu sikandar hai
ek toofan mere andar hai
mauj ko mauj se takrana hai
aag ko aag se bhujana hai
tere liye hamne mere bake sitamgar
chhod i hai sharam laaj khuda khair kare
chhod i hai sharam laaj khuda khair kare
chhod i hai sharam laaj khuda khair kare
kiska hai katal aaaj khuda khair kare
kiska hai katal aaaj khuda khair kare
khair kare khair kare khair kare khair kare
ye umar ye mizaz khuda khair kare

abhi tak hasino jawan hai vo
galiya jaha hamne apni jawani luta di
mohabbat me lut jate hai deen iman
bada teer mara jawani luta di
ye nazar ye mizaz khuda khair kare
ye nazar ye mizaz khuda khair kare
hampe lagi chot aaaj khuda khair kare
hampe lagi chot aaaj khuda khair kare

ye nahi chot ye hakikat hai
hamko sach bolne ki aadat hai
naam badla hai desh badla hai
teri khatir ye bhes badla hai
aa gaye aaj teri mahfil me le ke
jazbat ye apne dil me
sar tera aaj to jhukana hai
ye tamasha tujhe dikhana hai
kon kisko jhukaye dekhenge
teri julfo ke saye dekhenge
ye badan kanch ka bilori hai
ek resham ki kachi dori hai
isko ek baar jab bhi pakdenge
apni baho me kas ke jakdenge
ye chalan tera chut jayega
har bharam tera tut jayega

hamko jhukane wale tujhe ye khabar bhi hai
kanto ka hai ye taaj khuda khair kare
kanto ka hai ye taaj khuda khair kare
kanto ka hai ye taaj khuda khair kare
kiska hai katal aaaj khuda khair kare
kiska hai katal aaaj khuda khair kare
ye umar ye mizaz khuda khair kare

kaise maidan me tu ayegi
bol kis tarah azmayegi
faiz izhar me kya rakha hai
chhod takrar me kya rakha hai
fir bata age kya irada hai
pura hoga ye apna vada hai
pyar ki dil me pyas rakhta hai
mujhse milne ki as rakhta hai
tune is dil ki bat kah di hai
apne hotho ko saz kehti hai
rat ko ankh khuli fizao me
chand ki thandi thandi chao me
un fizao me bol kya hoga
un hawao me bol kya hoga
apni baho ka sahara dungi
tujhko jannat ka nazara dungi
ham vo masiha tere har ek rog ka
kar denge ab ilaaj khuda khair kare
kar denge ab ilaaj khuda khair kare
kar denge ab ilaaj khuda khair kare

This age, this temperament, may God grant peace,
Whose slaying is today, may God grant peace.
This age, this temperament, may God grant peace.

You struck this heart with such a blow,
Your desires made it restless, you know.
Searching, searching for a place to be,
Yet, we arrived at the true destiny.
You are the Alexander of this hour,
A storm rages within my very power.
Wave must crash against the wave’s domain,
Fire quenched by fire’s fiery reign.
For you, my beautiful tormentor,
I have forsaken shame, may God grant peace.
Whose slaying is today, may God grant peace.
Grant peace, grant peace, grant peace, grant peace.
This age, this temperament, may God grant peace.

Even now, she is a youthful beauty,
In those lanes, where I squandered my youth's duty.
In love, faith and creed are lost in the chase,
A sharp arrow struck, my youth erased.
This gaze, this temperament, may God grant peace,
The wound upon us today, may God grant peace.

This is not a wound, but reality's art,
We have a habit of speaking from the heart.
The name has changed, the land is new,
For your sake, I've altered my view.
Today we've entered your gathering's grace,
Bringing these feelings within this space.
Your head must bow today,
This spectacle, we must display.
Who will bow to whom, we shall see,
The shadows of your tresses, we shall decree.
This body, a crystal of glass, it seems,
A silken, fragile thread, it gleams.
Once we grasp it, just this once alone,
In our arms, we’ll hold you as our own.
This practice of yours will be undone,
Every illusion, forever outrun.

You who seek to humble us, do you heed,
This is a crown of thorns, may God grant peace.
Whose slaying is today, may God grant peace.
This age, this temperament, may God grant peace.

How will you enter the battle's ground?
Tell me, how will you test me around?
What is the point of declaration's art?
What is left in endless debate's start?
Then tell me, what is the plan ahead?
This promise of ours will be fully said.
Love’s thirst, in the heart, it resides,
The hope of meeting me, it confides.
You have spoken of this heart's desire,
Your lips sing of a passionate fire.
In the night, eyes open to the light,
In the cool shadows of the moon’s might.
In those skies, tell me, what will be,
In those winds, tell me, what will decree.
I will offer the comfort of my embrace,
I will show you paradise's place.
We are the Messiah of every woe of thine,
We will give the cure divine, may God grant peace.