Oh dhan jis de bakhshe gae sab gunaah,
aur sabhee augens ko hamesha ke lie dhak diya

Na rabb jis de paapaan da karada hisaab,
vah dhanavaan hai aur usaka dil bura nahin hai

Jab main chup tha, meree haddiyaan,
poore din karaahatee raho, ladakiyaan

Din aur raat, mere bhagavaan,
tumhaara haath mujh par bhaaree tha

Aur meree saaree charbee khatm ho gayee,
aur garmee shushkata mein badal gaee

Paap kee vaacha tumhaare saath baandhee gaee
haan, mujhe vishvaas hai, main ek bura aadamee hoon

Mainne kaha ki jo kuchh hai mera kusoor,
main manaanga apana khuda de hajoor

So meree badajaatee da bhara gunaah,
tun baakee ditta manoon ai mera khuda

E vaaste, ya rabba, jo log hain deenadaar,
tun jad tikar labhe, oh bulaoge

Te bhaanaven dariyaan bich uthe toofaan,
na ohananda hovega kuchh vee nukasaan

Hain then mere lukkan da tuyan,
khuda bachaanada hain dukkhaan thon tuyen sada

Khushee bakshada mein noon, karada nihaal,
toon bachaada chhutakaare de geetaan de naal