is jurm se ab to soda kar
ye gunaahon to karana hai kar
us beram khuda kee khudai ka
insaan jaha ka nageena hai

ye aan tumhaari jhooti hai
ye shaan tumhaari jhoothi hai
ye jism tumhaara mitthi ka
ye jaan tumhaari jhutti hai
duniya se sabhi ko jaana hai
yahaan kaun kisee ko rahana hai

bande se nahi to khuda se daro
ek roj sabhi ko marana hai
andar kee sajaavat kuchh bhee nahin
upar kee banaavat kuchh bhee nahin
ye teree bagaavat kuchh bhee nahin
vo unakee adaavat kuchh bhee nahin
vo unakee adaavat kuchh bhee nahin
kabhi girakar bhee koee sambhalata nahin
kabhi girakar bhee koee sambhalata nahin
jo bhi sambhala vo phir se phisalata nahin
jo bhi sambhala vo phir se phisalata nahin
sab vaqt kee saaree khoobee hai
saal ki taakat kuchh bhee nahin
saal ki taakat kuchh bhee nahin
ye kuchh bhee nahin vo kuchh bhi nahin
mein kuchh bhi nahin too kuchh bhi nahin

tiro ka chalaana sikh liya
jakhmo ka seena aaya ni
jakhmo ka seena aaya ni
hasto ko rulaata aata hai
roto ko hasaana aaya nahin
tumhe aag lagaana aata hai
jalto ko bujhaana aaya nahin
jalto ko bujhaana aaya nahin
kya khaak phir se khaatum ne
mardon ko jalaana aaya nahin
mardon ko jalaana aaya nahin
mere ab tak samajh mein ye aaya nahin
mere ab tak samajh mein ye aaya nahin
ye kisee ne bhee tujhako bataaya nahin
ye kisee ne bhee tujhako bataaya nahin
sab vakk ki saaree poojee hai
insaan ki taakat kuchh bhee nahi
insaan ki taakat kuchh bhee nahi

From this crime, bargain now, embrace it,
These sins, you must commit, embrace them,
In the kingdom of that pitiless God,
Man, a jewel of this world, they say.
This pride of yours, a falsehood,
This glory of yours, a fleeting thing,
This body of yours, of dust it is,
This life of yours, a borrowed breath.
From this world, all must depart,
Here, who is destined to remain?

Fear not the man, but God above,
For one day, all must face death.
The inner adornment, it is naught,
The outer facade, it is naught,
This rebellion of yours, it is naught,
That enmity of theirs, it is naught,
That enmity of theirs, it is naught.
Some fall, and never rise again,
Some fall, and never rise again,
But those who rise, do not fall again,
But those who rise, do not fall again.
All is the glory of time,
The strength of the year, it is naught,
The strength of the year, it is naught.
This is naught, that is naught,
I am naught, you are naught.

You've learned to launch the arrows,
But how to mend the wounds, you know not,
But how to mend the wounds, you know not.
You know how to make the happy weep,
But how to make the weeping smile, you know not,
You know how to ignite the fire,
But how to quell the flames, you know not,
But how to quell the flames, you know not.
What ashes then, have you gathered,
If you cannot burn the hearts of men,
If you cannot burn the hearts of men?
It hasn't yet dawned on me,
It hasn't yet dawned on me,
That no one has ever told you,
That no one has ever told you.
All is the wealth of time,
The strength of man, it is naught,
The strength of man, it is naught.