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Lyrics of Mann Qunto Maula - मन कुन्तो मौला
ya maula..maula, maula anjaam se chahat ki,
anjaam se chahat ki, ye anjaan hai maula
ya maula..maula, maula
anjaam se chahat ki, ye anjaan hai maula
ye ishq ashq aashiqui nadaan hai maula
yaar ki ek deed pe, qurbaan hai maula
o nigaah-e-karam maula
mann quanto maula, mann quanto maula
khwaaja ali un maula
mann quanto maula, mann quanto maula
alif allah, saqat allah noor allah, faqat allah
alif allah, saqat allah noor allah, faqat allah
zameen se uthaaye, falak pe bithaaye
aisi shaan-e-karam maula
mann quanto maula, mann quanto maula
khwaaja ali un maula
mann quanto maula, mann quanto maula
maula raa , aa keh raha
lab pe aaye, dil mein toofaan
raa aa keh raha
lab pe aaye, dil mein toofaan
meri hasti mita de, yaar se la mila de
ab khuda ki kasam maula
mann quanto maula, mann quanto maula
jab teri shaan e kareebi pe nazar jaati hai
zindagi kitne madahil se guzar jaati hai
basabab mujhko diye jaata hai dene waala
maangta bhi nahi jholi meri bhar jaati hai
teri shaan nirali hai maula teri shaan nirali hai maula
teri shaan nirali hai maula mera yaar mila de ya maula
chaahe asti mita de ya maula mera yaar mila de ya maula
mann quanto maula, mann quanto maula
mann quanto maula, mann quanto maula
mann quanto maula.
Poetic Translation - Lyrics of Mann Qunto Maula
Oh, Master, Master, Master,
of love's unknown end,
of love's unknown end, veiled in mystery, Master.
Oh, Master, Master, Master,
of love's unknown end, veiled in mystery, Master.
This love, the lover, the beloved, all so naive, Master.
For a glimpse of the Beloved, they'd sacrifice all, Master.
Bestow thy grace, oh Master,
Whom I call Master, whom I call Master,
Khwaja Ali, my Master,
Whom I call Master, whom I call Master.
The One God, Truth in God, Light in God, Only God,
The One God, Truth in God, Light in God, Only God.
From earth, he lifts, to heavens he bestows,
Such is the glory of thy grace, oh Master.
Whom I call Master, whom I call Master,
Khwaja Ali, my Master,
Whom I call Master, whom I call Master.
The path is desolate, I arrive bewildered,
Sighs on my lips, a tempest in my heart.
The path is desolate, I arrive bewildered,
Sighs on my lips, a tempest in my heart.
Erase my being, or unite me with the Beloved,
By God's oath, oh Master.
Whom I call Master, whom I call Master.
When thy nearness's glory comes into view,
How many trials life must pass through.
Without cause, you give to me, the Giver,
I don't even ask, yet my begging bowl overflows.
Thy glory is unique, oh Master,
Thy glory is unique, oh Master,
Thy glory is unique, oh Master.
Unite me with my Beloved, oh Master,
Or erase my being, oh Master,
Unite me with my Beloved, oh Master.
Whom I call Master, whom I call Master,
Whom I call Master, whom I call Master,
Whom I call Master.
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.
