Roz roz teri chaukhat per
apna sheesh nimaate hain.
Aake apna dard tujhko sunate hain.
Himaat haar kar phir laut jate hain.
Har subah nayi aas lekar
tere dhar par aate hain.
Abh toh jaago,kyun matti ke
putle bankar baithe ho.
Meri bi sunlo pukar
o sare jagke paalan haar.
Insaan ko banake kya tum bi gaye haar.
Teri racchi hui khubsurat duniya mein
kyun aa rahe hain aandhi aur toofan.
Jaago re jaago teen lokon ke maharajji.
Teri yeh zameen tera hai aasmaan.
Phir bi janu nahi tum ho kahan.
Mandir masjid ghirjaghar
mein saje hai tere naam.
Bhaat diye hain sab ne tujhko apne kaam.
Naa khel yeh shatranj ka khel,
naa bana mohre in insaano ko.
Aaj bi hai yeh kamjoor aur pareshaan.
O sari shrishti ke rachaita,
jaago re jaago eshwar allah..
Aaj bi japta hai har ek tero naam..
apna sheesh nimaate hain.
Aake apna dard tujhko sunate hain.
Himaat haar kar phir laut jate hain.
Har subah nayi aas lekar
tere dhar par aate hain.
Abh toh jaago,kyun matti ke
putle bankar baithe ho.
Meri bi sunlo pukar
o sare jagke paalan haar.
Insaan ko banake kya tum bi gaye haar.
Teri racchi hui khubsurat duniya mein
kyun aa rahe hain aandhi aur toofan.
Jaago re jaago teen lokon ke maharajji.
Teri yeh zameen tera hai aasmaan.
Phir bi janu nahi tum ho kahan.
Mandir masjid ghirjaghar
mein saje hai tere naam.
Bhaat diye hain sab ne tujhko apne kaam.
Naa khel yeh shatranj ka khel,
naa bana mohre in insaano ko.
Aaj bi hai yeh kamjoor aur pareshaan.
O sari shrishti ke rachaita,
jaago re jaago eshwar allah..
Aaj bi japta hai har ek tero naam..
