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 Waali Mori
(Give me back)That girl held a tamarind branch
(Referring to her own from childhood days)
Chandi Ka Bhi
(Give me back)Even that made of silver

Ek Haath Chingariyaan
In one hand I fireballs
Ek Haath Mein Hai
And in the hand I have songs/tunes
Hasne Ki Hai Humein
I have a 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 will the whole gathering
Jab Talak Na Jism Se Jaan Hogi Nahi Yeh Juda
Until I achieve my goal, my won't leave my body

Manzoor-E-Khuda... Manzoor-E-Khuda...
It's the will of God, the will of God
Anjaam Humara Jo Hai, Manzoor-E-Khuda...
Whatever my end shall be, it's the 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 Sitaaron Se Hua Hai Noor-E-Khuda
Broken stars are the glow(shine/light) of God brighter

Ho... Din Ki Ghulaami
It's for a couple of days
Jism Ki Hai
The salutes it
Rooh Toh Se Aazaad Hai...
But my is impervious to time
Ho... Hum Nahin Hain Ke
We don't to this place
Rehne Waale Ke
We belong that place
Woh Sheher Aaasman Mein Hai...
The cities in the skies are

Ho... Khilte Hi Hai
We get perished the moment we
Milte Hi Hai
We get the moment we meet
Apni Toh Hai Yeh
is our story/saga
Kaagaz Ke Mein
In a paper
Se Guzarna Hai
We have to the river
Zindagaani Hai Yeh...
This is how our are

Zindagani Ka Humpe Jo Hai Karz Kar Ke Rahenge
The that life has on me, I will repay that at any cost
Jab Talak Na Karein Se Jaan Hogi Nahi Yeh Juda
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 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! Give me my doll
Ka Jhoolna Bhi
That swing of the also
Imli Ki Daar Waali Muniya
That girl which held a branch
Ka Painjna Bhi
Even that made of silver