PS 4979
JA'TE HO KAHA'N, RAHATE HO KAHA'N
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Roman script
JÁTE HO KAHÁN, RAHATE HO KAHÁN
KAHÁN PAR KARATE HO KHÁNÁ PIINÁ MERE DIL KE ARASH PE MÁLIK BAS JÁNÁ
IS JÁHÁN PE TUMHÁRI KHULI NAJAR ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ IS JÁHÁN PE TUMHÁRI KHULI NAJAR DIL DIL KE NJARÁNÁ TUMHÁRI PAR ÁTE HO JÁTE HO JO CÁHE JIDHAR KHULÁ RAHE KUDARAT KÁ KHAJÁNÁ MERE DIL KE ARASH PE MÁLIK BAS JÁNÁ
YEH JINDAGI HAE RAHMÁN TUMHÁRE LIYE ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ YEH JINDAGI HAE RAHMÁN TUMHÁRE LIYE YEH MÁNANÁ HAE TUMHÁRE HAM HO GAYE TAKDIR TADBIIR DONO MIL JUL GAYE YAH JALWÁ YAH FAZAL BATÁYE JÁNÁ MERE DIL KE ARASH PE MÁLIK BAS JÁNÁ
Translation
O Lord where do You go where do You stay where do You drink and dine?
You occupy the throne of my heart. Your eyes are wide open overlooking the world. All hearts offer themselves to You.
You come and go to whichever place You want and pour out all of nature's wealth. O kind Lord, this life of mine is meant for You.
It would not be wrong to assume that I have become Yours. Both luck and effort have become one. How is this miracle and grandeur of Yours to be explained?
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