BANDA MILNE KO KAREEB HAZRAT E QADIR GAYA NAAT LYRICS
Bandah milne ko qareeb-e-Hazrat-e-Qaadir gaya,
Lam’ah-e-baatin me gumne jalwah-e-zaahir gaya.
Teri marzi paa gaya sooraj phira ulte qadam,
Teri ungli uth gayi mah ka kaleja chir gaya.
Barh chali teri ziya andher aalam sey ghatta,
Khul gaya gesu tera rahmat ka baadal ghir gaya.
Bandh gayi teri hawa saa woh mein khaak urne lagi,
Barh chali teri ziyaa aatish pe paani phir gaya.
Teri rahmat sey Safi-ullah ka beraa paar tha,
Tere sadqe sey Naji-ullah ka bajraa tir gaya.
Teri aamad thi key Baitullah mujre ko jhuka,
Teri haibat thi key har but thar thara kar gir gaya.
Momin un ka kya hua Allah uska ho gaya,
Kaafir un sey kya phira Allah hi sey phir gaya.
Woh key us dar ka hua khalq-e-Khuda us ki hui,
Woh key us dar sey phira Allah hi sey phir gaya.
Mujh ko deewaana bataate ho main woh hushiyaar hoon,
Paaon jab tof-e-Haram me thak gaye sar phir gaya.
Rehmatul-lil-’aalameen aafat mein hoon kaisi karoon,
Mere Mawla main to is dil sey bala mein ghir gaya.
Mein tere haathon key sadqe kaisi kankariyan thee woh,
Jin sey itne kaafiron ka daf’atan munh phir gaya.
Kyoon janaab-e-Bu Hurairah tha woh kaisa jaam-e-sheer,
Jis sey sattar saahibon ka doodh sey munh phir gaya.
Waasta pyaare ka aisa ho key jo Sunni marre,
Yoon na farmaayein tere shaahid key woh faajir gaya.
Arsh par dhoomein machein woh momine saaleh mila,
Farsh sey maatam uthe wo tayyib-o-taahir gaya.
Allah Allah ye ‘uloo-e-khaas ‘abdiyat-RAZA,
Bandah milne ko qareeb-e-Hazrat-e-Qaadir gaya.
Thokarein khaate phiroge unke dar par par raho,
Qaafila to aay RAZA awwal gaya aakhir gaya.
The servant went to meet Hazrat-e-Qaadir
Lost in contemplation, he disappeared from sight
By your will, the sun started walking backwards
By your command, the moon’s heart was pierced
Your light increased, darkness decreased
Your hair spread like a cloud of mercy
I was bound by your breeze, and I started to fly in the dust
Your light increased, and water fell on the fire
Through your mercy, the boat of Safi-ullah crossed the river
Through your blessing, the arrow of Naji-ullah hit the target
Your arrival made the Kaaba bow down in submission
Your glory made every idol tremble and fall
What happened to the believers? They became yours
What happened to the unbelievers? They returned to Allah
He who was the owner of that door became the creation of Allah
Those who passed through that door returned to Allah
You call me a madman, but I am not foolish
When my feet got tired, my head bowed at the Haram
What can I do when I am in trouble, O Mercy of the Worlds?
O my Lord, my heart is drowned in troubles
What were those pebbles that I gave to you in charity?
Those that made the mouths of so many unbelievers shut
What kind of drink was that, O Bu Hurairah?
That made the milk of seventy owners spill from their mouths
May the Sunni who dies with such devotion
Not be called a sinner in your presence, O Raza
The pious believers on the throne are making noise
The pure and virtuous one has gone to the ground in mourning
Allah, Allah, O Raza, this elite status
The servant went to meet Hazrat-e-Qaadir
Keep stumbling on their doorstep, keep knocking
The caravan, Raza, has gone from beginning to end.