Dil mein phir se khushiyon ka paighaam aa raha hai
Mubaarak ho momino, phir se Ramzan aa raha hai

Once more a message of joy arrives in the heart — rejoice, O believers: Ramadan is here again.

Woh sehri ka maza, woh Fajr ki namaaz
Woh roze ki dawat, woh Quran ki tilaawat
Woh roze ka noor — bas kuchh din door

That joy of the pre-dawn meal, that Fajr prayer, the invitation of the fast, the recitation of the Quran, the light of fasting — all just a few days away.

Koi adhoori na rahe dua kisi ki
Sab ke liye aisa mubaarak Ramzan ho

May no one's prayer be left unanswered — may Ramadan be this blessed for everyone.

Bakhshish bhi, maghfirat bhi, jahannum se bhi najaat
Dast-e-talab baRhaao ke Ramzan aa gaya

Forgiveness, mercy, and deliverance from hellfire — stretch out your hands in supplication, for Ramadan has come. (Ayaz)

Hum gunahgaaron pe ye kitna baRa ehsaan hai
Ya Khuda, tu ne ata kar diya phir Ramzan hai

What a great favour upon us sinners — O God, You have granted us Ramadan once again.

Mehmaan ban ke aaya hai, rehmat bhi sang laaya hai
Muntazir the sab jis ke, maah-e-Ramzan aaya hai

It has come as a guest, and brought mercy along with it — the one all were awaiting: the month of Ramadan has arrived.

Marhaba sad marhaba, phir aamad-e-Ramzan hai
Khil uThe murjhaaye dil, taaza hua eemaan hai

Welcome, a hundred welcomes — Ramadan has come again; withered hearts have blossomed, and faith is renewed.

Ahl-e-eemaan ke liye hai ye musarrat ka payaam
Aa gaya sarchashma-e-fazl-e-Khuda, maah-e-siyaam
Rooh-parvar hai ye tasbeeh o tilaawat ka samaan
Baargaah-e-Rab-e-izzat mein sabhi hain sajda-rez

For the faithful this is a message of joy — the fountainhead of God's grace has come, the month of fasting. Soul-nourishing is this air of praise and recitation, and in the court of the Almighty all bow down in prostration. (Danial)

Phool to bahut hain magar, gulaab ki baat hi aur hai
Maheene to bahut hain magar, maah-e-Ramzan ki baat hi aur hai

There are many flowers, but the rose is something else entirely — there are many months, but the month of Ramadan is something else entirely.

Maah-e-Ramzan mein ye iftaar o sehar ka intezaar
Hai nishaat-e-rooh ka saamaan baraaye khaas o aam

In Ramadan, this waiting for iftar and suhoor is a source of joy for the soul, for high and low alike.

Farq nahin paRta kisi mausam ka Ramzan ke aage
Haar jaayegi ye garmi bhi roza-daaron ke eemaan ke aage

No season makes any difference before Ramadan — even this heat will be defeated before the faith of those who fast.

Ramzan naam nahin bhooke rehne ka
Ye naam hai khud ko paak karne ka

Ramadan is not the name of merely staying hungry — it is the name of making oneself pure.

Mil jaati hai eemaan ko taazgi Ramzan se
Rooh bhi paak ho jaati hai namaaz o Quran se

Faith finds its freshness through Ramadan — and the soul, too, is purified by prayer and the Quran.

Bhaaiyo bahno! Karo sab nekiyon par nekiyaan
PaR gaye dozakh par taale, qaid mein shaitaan hai

Brothers and sisters, pile good deed upon good deed — the gates of hell are locked, and Satan is in chains.

Kam hua zor-e-gunaah aur masjidein aabaad hain
Maah-e-Ramzan-ul-Mubaarak ka ye sab faizaan hai

The force of sin has lessened and the mosques are full — all this is the blessing of the holy month of Ramadan.

Do jahaan ki naimatein milti hain roza-daar ko
Jo nahin rakhta hai roza, woh baRa naadaan hai

The one who fasts is granted the blessings of both worlds — and whoever keeps no fast is truly foolish.

Ramzan se pehle dil mein ik roshni si jaagi
Jaise kisi dua ne khaamoshi se dastak di

Before Ramadan even began, a light awoke in the heart — as if some prayer had softly knocked at the door.

Kitni jaldi ye mehmaan chal diya, rehmatein baanT kar chal diya
Har saal ki tarah uljhan mein hoon: ibaadat shuroo hi ki aur Ramzan chal diya

How quickly this guest has departed, bestowing its mercies and moving on — like every year, I am caught in the same regret: I had only just begun to worship, and Ramadan was already gone.

Lo salaam-e-aakhiri ab hamaara
Alwida alwida maah-e-Ramzan

Accept now our final salutation — farewell, farewell, O month of Ramadan.

Ro raha hai aasmaan Ramzan ko alwida keh kar
Log samajh rahe hain ke barish ho rahi hai

The sky is weeping as it bids Ramadan farewell — and people think it is only raining.

Jaate jaate ye sikha gaya maah-e-siyaam
Khuda ko paane ke liye badalna paRta hai khud ka nizaam

As it departed, the month of fasting taught this: to find God, one must change the very order of one's own self.

Tees din ki mehnat ne ye baat sikha di
Dil badal jaaye to zindagi bhi badal jaati hai

Thirty days of effort taught this one truth: when the heart changes, life itself changes too.

Udaasi hai magar shukr bhi dil mein baaqi hai
Ramzan gaya hai, Khuda ki yaad baaqi hai

There is sadness, yet gratitude too remains in the heart — Ramadan has gone, but the remembrance of God remains.

Ab na woh hujoom-e-masaajid, na woh nooraani fiza
Magar dil mein bas gayi hai wahi Rab se rabt ki ada

Gone now are the crowded mosques, gone that luminous air — yet the same grace of connection with the Lord has settled into the heart.

Woh raaton ka jaagna, woh aansuon ki dua
Alwida mein bhi chhupi hai qubooliyat ki sada

Those wakeful nights, those tearful prayers — even in this farewell is hidden the voice of their acceptance.

Jaate jaate ye sabaq de gaya maah-e-siyaam
Ibaadat sirf dinon tak nahin, bane umr ka kaam

As it left, the month of fasting gave this lesson: let worship not be for a few days only, but the work of a lifetime.

Taraaveeh ki woh qataarein, woh sehri ki baat
Alwida keh rahi hai ab ibaadat ki raat

Those rows of Taraweeh, those talks over suhoor — the night of worship is now bidding farewell.

Na shor tha, na charaaghon ki koi talab
Lailat-ul-Qadr aayi to dil hi munawwar ho gaye

There was no clamour, no need of any lamps — when Laylat-ul-Qadr came, the hearts themselves were illuminated.

Na waqt ki qaid, na lamhon ki had rahi
Is ek raat mein sadiyaan simaT gayin

No bounds of time, no limits of moments remained — into this single night, centuries were gathered.

Na lafz bache, na aansuon ki kami rahi
Is raat bas sajdon ki zabaan rahi

No words were left, nor any shortage of tears — that night, only the language of prostration remained.

Rakh kar saare roze Ramzan-ul-Mubaarak ko aabaad rakhna
Ye bhi iltija hai mujhe duaon mein yaad rakhna

Keep all your fasts and keep the blessed month of Ramadan alive — and this too I beg: remember me in your prayers.