Luyện nghe bài hát Manzoor-e-Khuda

Baba Lauta De Mohe Mori
O father! me back my (play)doll
Angna Ka Bhi
(Give me back)That of the courtyard also
Imli Ki Daar Muniya Mori
(Give me back)That girl which held a tamarind
(Referring to her own from childhood days)
Ka Painjna Bhi
(Give me back)Even that anklet made of

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

Aaj Apne Tamaashe Pe Mehfil Ko Karke Rahenge
With my today, I will captivate the whole gathering
Jab Talak Na Karein Jism Se Hogi Nahi Yeh Juda
Until I achieve my goal, my life leave my body

Manzoor-E-Khuda... Manzoor-E-Khuda...
It's the will of God, the will of God
Hoga Humara Jo Hai, Manzoor-E-Khuda...
Whatever my end shall be, the will of God
(My is in the hands 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 the glow(shine/light) of God brighter

Ho... Chaar Din Ki
It's slavery for a of days
Ki Hai Salaami
The salutes it
Toh Muddaton Se Aazaad Hai...
But my is impervious to time
Ho... Hum Nahin Yahaan 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... Khilte Hi Hai
We get the moment we bloom
Milte Hi Hai
We get separated the moment we
Toh Kahaani Hai Yeh
This is our
Kaagaz Ke Shikaare
In a paper
Se Guzarna Hai
We have to the river
Zindagaani Hai Yeh...
This is how our are

Zindagani Ka Humpe Jo Hai Kar Ke Rahenge Adaa
The debt that life has on me, I repay that at any cost
Jab Talak Na Karein Jism Se Hogi Nahi Yeh Juda
Until I my goal, my life won't 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, it's the 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 stars are making the of God brighter

Baba Lauta De Gudiya Mori
O father! Give me my doll
Angna Ka Bhi
swing of the courtyard also
Imli Ki Daar Waali Muniya
That girl held a tamarind branch
Ka Painjna Bhi
Even that anklet of silver