Luyện nghe bài hát Manzoor-e-Khuda

Baba Lauta De Gudiya Mori
O father! Give me my (play)doll
Angna Ka Bhi
(Give me back)That swing of the also
Imli Ki Daar Waali Muniya
(Give me back)That girl which a tamarind branch
(Referring to her own self childhood days)
Chandi Ka Bhi
(Give me back)Even that anklet made of

Ek Haath Chingariyaan
In one hand I fireballs
Ek Haath Mein Hai
And in the other I have songs/tunes
Hasne Ki Hai Aadat
I a habit of laughing/smiling
Har Gham Pe Bhi Hai...
But I'm also proud of grief/sadness I possess

Aaj Apne Tamaashe Pe Ko Karke Rahenge Fida
With my antics today, I will captivate the whole
Jab Talak Na Karein Jism Se Hogi Nahi Yeh Juda
Until I achieve my goal, my life won't leave my

Manzoor-E-Khuda... Manzoor-E-Khuda...
It's the will of God, the will of God
Anjaam Hoga Jo Hai, Manzoor-E-Khuda...
Whatever my end be, it's the will of God
(My is in the hands of God)
Manzoor-E-Khuda... Manzoor-E-Khuda... (x2)
It's the will of God, it's the of God
Toote Sitaaron Se Roshan Hua Hai
Broken are making the glow(shine/light) of God brighter

Ho... Chaar Din Ki
It's slavery for a of days
Jism Ki Hai
The salutes it
Toh Muddaton Se Aazaad Hai...
But my soul is impervious to
Ho... Hum Nahin Hain Ke
We don't belong to this
Rehne Jahaan Ke
We that place where
Woh Sheher Mein Aabaad Hai...
The in the skies are populated

Ho... Hi Ujadna Hai
We get the moment we bloom
Milte Hi Hai
We get separated the we meet
Apni Toh Hai Yeh
is our story/saga
Kaagaz Ke Shikaare
In a paper
Se Guzarna Hai
We have to the river
Aisi Hai Yeh...
This is how our are

Zindagani Ka Jo Hai Karz Kar Ke Rahenge Adaa
The debt that has on me, I will repay that at any cost
Jab Talak Na Karein Jism Se Jaan Hogi Nahi Yeh
Until I achieve my goal, my won't leave my body

Manzoor-E-Khuda... Manzoor-E-Khuda...
It's the will of God, it's the of God
Hoga Humara Jo Hai, Manzoor-E-Khuda
Whatever my end shall be, the will of God
Manzoor-E-Khuda... Manzoor-E-Khuda... (x2)
It's the will of God, the will of God
Toote Sitaaron Se Hua Hai Noor-E-Khuda
Broken stars are making the glow of God

Baba De Mohe Gudiya Mori
O father! Give me back my
Ka Jhoolna Bhi
That of the courtyard also
Imli Ki Daar Waali Mori
That girl held a tamarind branch
Ka Painjna Bhi
Even that anklet made of