Paroles et traduction Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan - More Makhdoom Khwaja

More Makhdoom Khwaja

More Makhdoom Baaje Madhur Bansuri Tore Goolar Ki Chhaiyaan Tale
Dheere Dheere Pawan, Naacho Hai Mora Mann, Jaise Nadiya Mein Naiya Chale
Aaj Sapno Ki Nagri Mein Kho Jaaungi, Aaj Makhdoom Saabir Ki Ho Jaaungi
More Haathan Ki Mehndi Agan Roop, Jaise Shaam Mein Sooraj Dhale
Tore Angna Mein Rangna Chadhi Jaat Hai, More Makhdoom Sabir Ki Kya Baat Hai
Khawaja Ganj-e-Shakhar Ki Karamaat Hai, Saiyaan Makhdoom Phoole Phale
Kaau Maalak Hai Aur Kaau Mohtaaj Hai, Ek Dukhiya Ki Saabir Tohe Laaj Hai
Keejo Kirpa Najariya Maharaaj Ho, Tore Dwaaran Pe Laakhon Pal

More Makhdoom

More Makhdoom, you play the flute sweetly under the shade of the fig tree.
The wind whispers gently, and my heart dances, like a boat sailing through the river.
Today, I will lose myself in the city of dreams, and become yours, Makhdoom Saabir.
The henna on my hands glows like fire, as the sun sets in the evening.
Colors bloom in your courtyard, O Makhdoom Sabir, what wonders you possess.
The blessings of Khawaja Ganj-e-Shakhar, may you flourish and bloom.
Who is wealthy and who is poor? Protect this wretched soul, Saabir.
Have mercy and gaze upon me, my king, for countless moments at your doorstep.