khuda kaa shukra hai warna gujarti kaise shaam
khuda kaa shukra hai warna gujarti kaise shaam
sharaab jisne banaayi
use humara salaam
use humara salaam
khuda kaa shukra hai warna gujarti kaise shaam
sharaab jisne banaayi
use humara salaam
use humara salaam
khuda kaa shukra hai warna gujarti kaise shaam

ye jeete ji hi karati hai sair jannat ki
ye jeete ji hi karati hai sair jannat ki
ye jeete ji hi karati hai sair jannat ki
isiliye hi toh shayad hui sharaab haraam
isiliye hi toh shayad hui sharaab haraam
sharaab jisne banaayi
use humara salaam
use humara salaam
khuda kaa shukra hai warna gujarti kaise shaam

yeh maikada hai yaha ka nijaam ulta hai
yeh maikada hai yaha ka nijaam ulta hai
yeh maikada hai yaha ka nijaam ulta hai
jo ladkhada na saka pike ho gaya badnaam
jo ladkhada na saka pike ho gaya badnaam
sharaab jisne banaayi
use humara salaam
use humara salaam
khuda kaa shukra hai warna gujarti kaise shaam

sharaab itni sharifana chiz hai aadam
sharaab itni sharifana chiz hai aadam
sharaab itni sharifana chiz hai aadam
ke pike aadmi sach bolta hai subhaho shaam
ke pike aadmi sach bolta hai subhaho shaam
sharaab jisne banaayi
use humara salaam
use humara salaam
khuda kaa shukra hai warna gujarti kaise shaam

Were it not for God, how would the evening fade,
Were it not for God, how would the evening fade?
To the one who crafted wine, our praise is laid,
To the one who crafted wine, our praise is laid.
Were it not for God, how would the evening fade.

This life, it grants a glimpse of paradise,
This life, it grants a glimpse of paradise,
This life, it grants a glimpse of paradise,
Perhaps that’s why it’s forbidden, this device,
Perhaps that’s why it’s forbidden, this device.
To the one who crafted wine, our praise is laid,
To the one who crafted wine, our praise is laid.
Were it not for God, how would the evening fade.

This tavern's laws, they twist and turn and bend,
This tavern's laws, they twist and turn and bend,
This tavern's laws, they twist and turn and bend,
He who stood straight, by wine, his name they send,
He who stood straight, by wine, his name they send.
To the one who crafted wine, our praise is laid,
To the one who crafted wine, our praise is laid.
Were it not for God, how would the evening fade.

So pure a thing, oh Adam, wine can be,
So pure a thing, oh Adam, wine can be,
So pure a thing, oh Adam, wine can be,
In truth it speaks, from dawn till evening's sea,
In truth it speaks, from dawn till evening's sea.
To the one who crafted wine, our praise is laid,
To the one who crafted wine, our praise is laid.
Were it not for God, how would the evening fade.