Luyện nghe bài hát Manzoor-e-Khuda

Baba Lauta De Mohe Gudiya
O father! Give me my (play)doll
Ka Jhoolna Bhi
(Give me back)That of the courtyard also
Imli Ki Daar Waali Muniya
(Give me back)That which held a tamarind branch
(Referring to her own self childhood days)
Ka Painjna Bhi
(Give me back)Even that made of silver

Ek Mein Chingariyaan
In one I hold fireballs
Ek Haath Saaz Hai
And in the other hand I have
Hasne Ki Hai Humein
I have a habit of
Har Gham Pe Bhi Hai...
But I'm proud of every grief/sadness I possess

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

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

Ho... Din Ki Ghulaami
slavery for a couple of days
Jism Ki Hai
The body it
Toh Muddaton Se Aazaad Hai...
But my soul is to time
Ho... Hum Nahin Hain Ke
We don't belong to place
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
Hi Bichhadna Hai
We get separated the we meet
Apni Toh Hai Yeh
is our story/saga
Kaagaz Ke Shikaare
In a boat
Se Guzarna Hai
We to cross the river
Zindagaani Hai Yeh...
This is how our are

Zindagani Ka Humpe Jo Hai Karz Kar Ke Adaa
The debt that life has on me, I repay that at any cost
Jab Talak Na Karein Jism Se Jaan Hogi Nahi Yeh
Until I achieve my goal, my life leave my body

Manzoor-E-Khuda... Manzoor-E-Khuda...
It's the of God, it's the will 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
Sitaaron Se Roshan Hua Hai Noor-E-Khuda
Broken stars are making the glow of God

Baba Lauta De Mohe Mori
O father! Give me back my
Ka Jhoolna Bhi
That swing of the courtyard
Imli Ki Daar Waali Mori
girl which held a tamarind branch
Chandi Ka Bhi
Even that anklet of silver