ab tut chuke hai sabhi sahare
baat rahi na bas me tere
tut chuke hai sabhi sahare
baat rahi na bas me tere
ek ek aansu aaj pukare
chal re sathi unke daware
tut chuke hai

aane lage takdir pe yu gam
mit gayi khushiya aankh huyi nam
aane lage takdir pe yu gam
mit gayi khushiya aankh huyi nam
kisse kahe ye dard ka aalam
kisse kahe ye dard ka aalam
shikva yahi hai dil me tere
milega janam tujhe maut se pyare
chal re sathi unke daware
tut chuke hai

ranjho gam se darna kaisa
maut se pehle marna kaisa
ranjho gam se darna kaisa
maut se pehle marna kaisa
mayusi se haar na mano
mayusi se haar na mano
malik ki mahima pehchano
sab malik ke hath hai pyare
chal re sathi unke daware
tut chuke hai sabhi sahare
baat rahi na bas me tere
ek ek aansu aaj pukare
chal re sathi unke daware
tut chuke hai

All anchors have snapped,
Control now slips from your grasp.
Each tear now calls, a plea,
"Come, friend, to His sacred decree."
All anchors have snapped.

Misfortune's shadows now descend,
Joy fades, and sorrow finds its end.
To whom can you now impart,
The ache that now tears at your heart?
This grievance resides in your soul,
Death will gift rebirth, taking its toll.
Come, friend, to His sacred decree.
All anchors have snapped.

Why fear the storms of pain?
Why die before death's domain?
Do not surrender to despair's hold,
Recognize the glory to behold.
All lies in the Master's hand,
Come, friend, to His promised land.
All anchors have snapped,
Control now slips from your grasp.
Each tear now calls, a plea,
"Come, friend, to His sacred decree."
All anchors have snapped.