Chaman e Taiba Me Sumbul Jo Sanwaare Gaisoo
Hoor Bar’h Kar Shikan e Naaz Pe Waare Gaisoo
In The Garden Of Taiba When The Beloved Combs His Sacred Hair
Upon The Glowing Lines On His Sacred Forehead, The Hoors Sacrifice Their Hair
Ki Jo Baaloñ Se Tere Rauza Ki Jaaroob Kashi
Shab Ko Shabnam Ne Tabarruk Ko Hai Dhaare Gaisoo
At Night When She Swept Your Sacred Raudha Humbly With Her Hair,
To Be Regarded As A Sacred Relic, The Evening Dew Let Down Her Hair
Ham Siyaah-Kaaroñ Pe Ya Rab’b Tapish e Mahshar Me
Saaya Afghan Ho Tere Pyaare Ke Pyaare Gaisoo
Upon Us Sinners, O Our Rab’b! While We Are Under The Scorching Sun,
Draped Over Us As A Shade, May Be Your Beloveds, Beautiful Hair
Charche Hooroñ Me Haiñ Dekho To Zara Baal e Buraaq
Sumbul e Khuld Ke Qurbaan Utaare Gaisoo
The Heavenly Maidens Are Saying, On The Buraq’s Wings Look At Its Hair,
It Seems Like On Its Wings The Scented Lawn Of Heaven Has Draped Its Hair
Aakhir e Hajj Gham e Ummat Me Pareshaañ Ho Kar
Teerah Bakhtoñ Ki Shafa’at Ko Sudhaare Gaisoo
During His Final Hajj, While In Deep Thought About His Ummah, In Despair
For The Intercession Of His Sinful Ummah, He Clipped His Sacred Hair
Gosh Tak Sunte Thay Faryaad Ab Aaye Taa Dosh
Ke Banay Khaana Badoshoñ Ko Sahaare Gaisoo
Near His Ears, They Heard Our Requests, Now They Have Reached His Shoulder
To Serve As Hope To The Forsaken, To His Shoulders Descended His Sacred Hair
Sookhe Dhaanoñ Pe Hamaare Bhi Karam Ho Jaaye
Chaa-e Rahmat Ki Ghata Ban Ke Tumhaare Gaisoo
Upon Our Parched Rice Fields, May The Rains Of Mercy Also Shower
As Clouds Of Mercy Gathering Over It, Drape Your Beautiful Sacred Hair
Kaa’ba e Jaañ Ko Pehnaaya He Ghilaaf e Mushkeeñ
Ur’ Kar Aaye Haiñ Jo Abru Pe Tumhaare Gaisoo
It Seems Like The Kaa’ba Of The Soul, Is Draped In A Musk Like Cover
When Over Your Beautiful Eyebrows, Blows Your Sacred Hair
Silsila Paake Shafa’at Ka Jhukay Parte Haiñ
Sajda e Shukr Ke Karte Haiñ Ishaare Gaisoo
When Permission To Intercede Is Granted To The Grand Intercessor
Prostrating In Gratitude, While Gesturing Blissfully, Is His Sacred Hair
Mushk-Bu Koocha Ye Kis Phool Ka Jhaara In Se
Huriyo Ambar e Saara Huwe Saare Gaisoo
This Musk Scented Pathway, Is Perfumed By Which Sweet Flower?
O Heavenly Maidens! Better Than Amber, Is Scented His Entire Sacred Hair
Dekho Qur’añ Me Shab e Qadr Hai Taa Matla e Fajr
Ya’ani Nazdeek Hai Aariz Ke Wo Pyaare Gaisoo
Observe In The Holy Qur’an, Until The Break Of Dawn, Is The Night Of Power,
Because Hanging Close To His Blessed Rosy Cheeks, Is His Sacred Hair
Bheeni Khushboo Se Mahak Jaati Haiñ Galiyaañ Wal’laah
Kaise Phooloñ Me Basaa-e Haiñ Tumhaare Gaisoo
By Allah! With A Unique Sweet Fragrance, Fragrant Is Every Path & Corridor,
In Such Exclusive Fragrant Flowers, Immersed Is His Sacred Hair
Shaan e Rahmat Hai Ke Shaana Na Juda Ho Dam Bhar
Seena Chaakoñ Pe Kuch Is Darja Haiñ Pyaare Gaisoo
Such Is His Mercy, That Even For A Moment, Withdrawn Is Not His Shoulder,
For Those Whose Hearts Are Torn Apart, So Deeply Pleasing Is His Sacred Hair
Shaana Hai Panja e Qudrat Tere Baaloñ Ke Liye
Kaise Haathoñ Ne Shaha Tere Sanwaare Gaisoo
Your Holy Hand Which Is Called ‘The Divine Hand Of Allah’ Combs Your Hair,
With Such Blessed Hands O My Master, You Adorn Your Sacred Hair
Uhad e Paak Ki Chot’i Se Ulaj Le Shab Bhar
Subh Hone Do Shab e Eid Ne Haare Gaisoo
Argue With The Peak Of Mount Uhad The Entire Night, Shining Higher
Let Morning Come, And The Eve Of Eid, Will Wane Before His Sacred Hair
Muzhda Ho Qibla Se Ghanghoor Ghataa-eñ Undeñ
Abroo-oñ Par Wo Jhukay Jhoom Ke Haare Gaisoo
Glad-Tidings From The Qibla Direction, Huge Rain Clouds Will Soon Gather,
Upon His Sacred Eyebrows, Ecstatically Swirling, Hangs His Sacred Hair
Taar e Shiraaza e Majmua e Kaunain Hai Ye
Haal Khul Jaaye Jo Ek Dam Hoñ Kinaar e Gaisoo
The Connection To The Administration Of Both Worlds, He Is For Sure
All The Secrets Will Be Unveiled, If Suddenly Unfurled Is His Sacred Hair
Tel Ki Boondeñ Tapakti Nahiñ Baaloñ Se RAZA
Subh e Aariz Pe Lutaate Haiñ Sitaare Gaisoo
O Raza! These Are Not Droplets Of Oil, Which Are Falling From His Sacred Hair
Upon His Rosy Cheeks, Glowing Stars Are Being Offered, By His Sacred Hair
