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Lyrics of Kamliwale Ka Roza Nigaho Me Hai - कमलीवाले का रोजा निगाहों में हैं
jhukte hai log kaba-e-athar ke samne
kabe ne sar jhukaya hai
us dar ke samne
kamliwale ka roja nigaho me hai
kamliwale ka roja nigaho me hai
kamliwale ka roja nigaho me hai
kamliwale ka roja nigaho me hai
yani kabe ka kaba nigaho me hai
yani kabe ka kaba nigaho me hai
roza nigaho me hai
kaba nigaho me hai
roza nigaho me hai
hoy kamliwale ka roja nigaho me hai
mere aaka hai wo jinke saya nahi
baad unke na bhi koi aaya nahi
baad unke na bhi koi aaya nahi
wo sahe ambiya wo rasule khuda
wo sahe ambiya wo rasule khuda
husn ki ibtida ishq ki intiha
husn ki ibtida ishq ki intiha
jiske dam se jaha sara roshan hua
shame haq ka wo jalwa nigaho me hai
shame haq ka wo jalwa nigaho me hai
shish nawaye jise farishte, kare gulami hur
biwi aamna ki godi me chamka jiska nur
shame haq ka wo jalwa nigaho me hai
jalwa nigaho me hai
roza nigaho me hai
kaba nigaho me hai
allah kamliwale ka roja nigaho me hai
jinse arshe bari par hui guftgu
jinse milne ki khud aman ne ki aarzu
jinse milne ki khud aman ne ki aarzu
aman ke rahnuma fakre dono maka
aman ke rahnuma fakre dono maka
wo garibo ka dil sarware do jaha
wo garibo ka dil sarware do jaha
aur sidhi ko faru ko usma ali
ab parashto ki duniya nigaho me hai
ab parashto ki duniya nigaho me hai
jalwa nigaho me hai
roza nigaho me hai
kaba nigaho me hai
ha kamliwale ka roja nigaho me hai
unke ghar ko khuda se ye daulat mili
khana buat suda sahadat mili
khana buat suda sahadat mili
unki azmat badi unka rutba bada
unki azmat badi unka rutba bada
ek sahre khuda ek sahide wafa
ek sahre khuda ek sahide wafa
maut ne jiski himmat ko sajda kiya
wo nabi ka nawasa nigaho me hai
wo nabi ka nawasa nigaho me hai
sar katwaya sar na jhukaya
pyasa hua shahid
khun ka joda pahan ke jisne
padhi namaje hir
wo nabi ka nawasa nigaho me hai
jalwa nigaho me hai
roza nigaho me hai
kaba nigaho me hai
kamliwale ka roja nigaho me hai
kamliwale ka roja nigaho me hai
kamliwale ka roja nigaho me hai
kamliwale ka roja nigaho me hai
yani kabe ka kaba nigaho me hai
yani kabe ka kaba nigaho me hai
jalwa nigaho me hai
roza nigaho me hai
kaba nigaho me hai
Poetic Translation - Lyrics of Kamliwale Ka Roza Nigaho Me Hai
Before the Kaaba, the devout bow low,
But the Kaaba itself bows, you know.
Before a door, a presence divine,
The Prophet's tomb, a vision that shines.
The Kaaba's Kaaba, in the heart's view,
His sacred tomb, forever true.
The tomb, the Kaaba, both in sight,
His blessed tomb, a radiant light.
He is my Master, shadowless and bright,
None came before, nor after, in His light.
He is the Prophet of God, the chosen one,
He is the Prophet of God, the work begun.
The dawn of beauty, the end of love's quest,
The world was lit, forever blessed.
The light of Truth, a vision so pure,
The light of Truth, forever to endure.
Angels bow, in servitude they stay,
In Amina's arms, His light held sway.
The light of Truth, a vision so near,
The vision, the tomb, banish all fear.
The Kaaba's form, the blessed tomb's call,
The Prophet's tomb, embracing all.
From the heavens, dialogues did flow,
The angels longed His face to know.
Guide of peace, the pride of both realms,
Guide of peace, where love overwhelms.
The heart of the poor, Lord of both worlds,
The heart of the poor, where love unfurls.
And Siddiq, Faruq, Usman, Ali,
The world of worshippers, eternally.
The vision's gleam, the tomb's sweet rest,
The Kaaba's form, forever blessed.
Yes, the Prophet's tomb, a sacred grace.
From God, His home received this wealth,
Houses of prophets, and martyr's health.
Houses of prophets, and martyr's health.
His grandeur vast, His stature so great,
His grandeur vast, sealing our fate.
A dawn of God, a martyr's embrace,
A dawn of God, time cannot erase.
Death itself bowed to His might,
The grandson of the Prophet, shining bright.
The grandson of the Prophet, in sight,
Head severed, yet spirit stood tall,
Thirsty, a martyr, answering the call.
Crimson robes, a prayer he did say,
The grandson of the Prophet, lights the way.
The vision's gleam, the tomb's sweet rest,
The Kaaba's form, forever blessed.
The Prophet's tomb, forever in sight.
The Kaaba's Kaaba, in the heart's view,
The vision's gleam, the tomb's sweet rest,
The Kaaba's form, forever blessed.
This Poetic Translation, in English, has been provided mainly for those users who do not understand Hindi. This is a basic translation and could have minor mistakes. Thanks.
