Al Amaañ Qahr Hai Ay Ghaus Wo Teekha Tera
Mar Ke Bhi Chain Se Sota Nahiñ Maara Tera
May Allah Protect Us! O Ghaus, Your Fury Is So Frightening
Even In His Grave, The One Struck By You, Remains Forever Suffering
Baadaloñ Se Kahiñ Rukti Hai Karakti Bijli
Dhaaleñ Chant Jaati Haiñ Uth’tha Hai Jo Teygha Tera
Are Clouds Able To Shield Us Against The Bursts Of Lightning?
Shields Are Torn Apart, As You Raise The Blade Of Your Sword, Striking
‘Aks Ka Dekh Ke Munh Awr Biphar Jaata Hai
Chaar Aa-ina Ke Bal Ka Nahiñ Neza Tera
On Seeing The Contender, Your Face Becomes Even More Frightening
Even The One Clad In Plated Armour, Is No Match For Your Spear, Striking
Koh Sarmukh Ho To Ek Waar Me Do Par Kaale
Haath Par’ta Hee ‘Nahiñ Bhool Ke’ Awcha Tera
Even If Your Rival Is A Mountain, In One Strike, Into Two, Will He Be Breaking
Even If You Just Raise Your Hand, You Never Miss That Which You Are Targeting
Is Pe Ye Qahr Ke Ab Chand Mukhaalif Tere
Chaahate Haiñ Ke Ghata Deñ Kahiñ Paaya Tera
And A Further Prejudice, Is That Now, Some Of Your Rivals Are Wanting,
To Somehow Lower Your Status, Which Is So Eminently Manifesting
‘Aql Hoti To Khuda Se Na Lara-ee Lete
Ye Ghata-eñ Usay Manzoor Barhaana Tera
If They Had Any Sense, Against Allah They Would Not Be Fighting
While They Attempt To Belittle You, Your Grand Status He Is
Raisingک Ka Hai Saaya Tujh Par و ﹷ رﹷ ﻓﹷﻌ ْ ﻨﹷﺎ ﻟﹷکﹷ ذﹻ�ﹷ
Bol Baala He Tera Zikr Hai Ooncha Tera
In You The Shade of, ‘We Have Exalted For You Your Zikr’ Is Glowing
You Are Always Celebrated, At A Height, Your Remembrance Is Shining
Mit’t Gaye Mit’te Haiñ Mit’t Jaa-enge A’da Tere
Na Mita Hai Na Mit’ega Kabhi Charcha Tera
Ruined Were They, Ruined They Are, Forever Ruined Your Foes, Are Falling
Never Has Your Eminent Status Diminished, And Never Will It Be Diminishing
Tu Ghataaye Se Kisi Ke Na Ghata Hai Na Ghatay
Jab Barhaa-e Tujhe Allah Ta’aala Tera
Never Were You Belittled, Nor Will You Be Belittled, By Anyone’s Belittling
When Your Grand Excellence, Almighty Allah Is Exalting
Sam’m e Qaatil Hai Khuda Ki Qasam Unka Inkaar
Munkir e Fadl e Huzoor Aah! Ye Lik’kha Tera
By Allah! A Deadly Poison It Is, For Those Who Are Refuting
Pitiful Is The Destiny Of Those, Who Oppose My Master’s Eminent Standing
Mere Say’yaaf Ke Khanjar Se Tujhe Baak Nahiñ
Cheer Kar Dekhe Ko-ee Aah Kaleja Tera
The Sharp Sword Of My Swordsman, You Act As If You Are Not Fearing,
But If One Looks Deep Within You, Your Organs Can Be Found Trembling
Ibn e Zahra Se Tere Dil Me Haiñ Ye Zahr Bharay
Bal Be Aw Munkir e Be-Baak Ye Zuhra Tera
Due To Enmity Against The Descendant Of Bibi Faatima, Your Heart Is Rotting
The Impudence Which You Show, O Malicious Enemy, Is Appalling
