sabhi sukh dur se guzare guzarate hi chale jaye
magar pida umar bhar saath chalane ko utaaru hai
sabhi dukh dur se guzare guzarate hi chale jaye

sukho ki aankh se to bachana aata nahi hamko
sukho ki saakh se to aankana aata nahi hamko
chale chalate rahe umar bhar hum pir ki raahe
sukho ki laaj se dhaapana aata nahi humko
nihore dur se guzare guzarate hi chale jaae
magar an ban umar bhar sath chalne ko utaaru hai
sabhi dukh dur se guzare guzarate hi chale jaye
magar pida umar bhar saath chalane ko utaaru hai
sabhi dukh dur se guzare guzarate hi chale jaye

All joys, they pass from afar, they vanish,
A fleeting glimpse, a whispered sigh.
But sorrow, it pledges an eternal march,
A shadow bound to my wandering eye.
All joys, they pass from afar, they vanish.

We cannot shield from joy's fleeting glance,
Nor measure the worth of its tender grace.
Through life's long road, we tread pain's dance,
Oblivious to joy's concealing face.
We cannot beg, they pass from afar,
With a hurried chase, a hurried grace.
But discord, it swears an endless embrace,
All joys, they pass from afar, they vanish.
But sorrow, it pledges an eternal march,
A shadow bound to my wandering eye.
All joys, they pass from afar, they vanish.