Luyện nghe bài hát Manzoor-e-Khuda

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

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

Aaj Apne Tamaashe Pe Mehfil Ko Rahenge Fida
With my antics today, I captivate the whole gathering
Jab Talak Na Karein Jism Se Jaan 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)
the will of God, it's the will of God
Toote Se Roshan Hua Hai Noor-E-Khuda
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 body it
Rooh Toh Muddaton Se Hai...
But my soul is to time
Ho... Hum Nahin Hain Ke
We belong to this place
Waale Jahaan Ke
We belong place where
Woh Sheher Aaasman Aabaad Hai...
The cities in the skies are

Ho... Khilte Hi Hai
We get perished the we bloom
Milte Hi Hai
We get the moment we meet
Toh Kahaani Hai Yeh
This is our
Ke Shikaare Mein
In a boat
Se Guzarna Hai
We to cross the river
Aisi Hai Yeh...
This is how our are

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

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

Lauta De Mohe Gudiya Mori
O father! me back my doll
Angna Ka Bhi
That swing of the also
Imli Ki Waali Muniya Mori
That girl which a tamarind branch
Ka Painjna Bhi
Even that anklet of silver