bal na vidhaya aur na sahas kam aata
hoke rahta wo jo likh deta vidata
samay se hara savyam bhagwan hai
aadmi nirbal samay balwan hai
aadmi tinka samay tufan hai
aadmi nirbal samay balwan hai
aadmi tinka samay tufan hai

pas jiske raz tha sukh tha bhawan the
naam tha eshvary tha dhan tha ratan the
jo parja ka tha dulara paran pyara
sawrag ko dharti pe tha jisne utara
aaj uska ho raha apman hai
aadmi nirbal samay balwan hai
aadmi tinka samay tufan hai

dusro ki nav ka jo tha khivaiya
besahare hai usi ki aaj naiya
jo kabhi deta raha sabko sahara
ja raha wo thokare khata bechara
mangta sabse daya ka dan hai
aadmi nirbal samay balwan hai
aadmi tinka samay tufan hai

No strength of knowledge, nor courage's might,
Can stay the hand that writes the destined night.
Time's victor, even gods bow down their head,
Man is frail, while Time's a force widespread.
Man a straw, while Time a tempest's roar,
Man is frail, while Time is at the fore.
Man a straw, while Time a tempest's roar.

He who held kingdom, joy, and grandest halls,
Whose name was lauded, blessed with wealth's enthralls,
The people's darling, cherished, held so dear,
Who brought the heavens down to earth, so near,
Now faces scorn, his glory overthrown.
Man is frail, while Time's a force is known.
Man a straw, while Time a tempest's blown.

He who steered the boats for other souls,
Now adrift, his own lost vessel rolls.
He who offered succor, solace, and grace,
Now stumbles, begging in this desolate space.
He seeks alms of pity, a kindness shown.
Man is frail, while Time's a force is known.
Man a straw, while Time a tempest's blown.