Taan-e-Aghiyaar Hai, Ruswai Hai, Nadaari Hai, Kya Tere Naam Pe Marne Ka Iwaz Khwari Hai?
Bani Aghyar Ki Ab Chahne Wali Dunya Reh Gayi Apne Liye Aik Khiyali Dunya
Hum To Rukhsat Huwe, Auron Ne Sanbhali Dunya Phir Na Kehna Huwi Touheed Se Khali Dunya
Hum Tau Jeete Hain Ke Duniya Mein Tera Naam Rahe, Kahin Mumkin Hai Saqi Na Rahe, Jaam Rahe?
Teri Mehfil Bhi Gai, Chahne Waley Bhi Gaye, Shab Ki Aahen Bhi Gaien, Subah Ke Nale Bhi Gaye | Yet foe-men‐taunted, grace‐deprived, and poorest of the poor are we! Is this Your recompense to those who sacrifice their lives for You?
Your world, how eagerly, today on strangers, all its grace bestows: For those who walk Your chosen way a world of dreams its glamour throws!
So be it then, so let us pass, let other nations hold the sway— When we are gone, reproach us not that tawhid too has passed away!
We live here only that Your Name may live here in men’s minds enshrined; Can saqi bid his last adieu and leave Love’s cup and wine behind?
Your court‐yard empties. They depart who came to worship and adore; The midnight’s sighs, the dawn’s lament, now You wilt miss for evermore!
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Hum Tau Jeete Hain Ke, Duniya Mein Tera Naam Rahe
Taan-e-Aghiyaar Hai, Ruswai Hai, Nadaari Hai,
