hota hai har faisala ek second mein
ho bura ya bhala ek second mein
milti hai jindagi ek second mein
aati hai maut bhi ek second mein
yeh sach hai jisne bhi kaha dosto
jo hoga ek second mein hoga dosto
de aaj maula ya kal de sabko
woh ek second jo jindagi badal de
ek second jo jindagi badal de
ek second jo jindagi badal de

chalte chalte milenge raste
milegi manjil bhi chalte chalte
chalte chalte milenge raste
milegi manjil bhi chalte chalte
woh hai deewaana jo yeh na jaana
basti hai duniya toh baste baste
koyi jeeta koyi haara ek second mein ho
bane jarra bhi taara ek second mein ho
de aaj maula ya kal de sabko
woh ek second jo jindagi badal de
ek second jo jindagi badal de

haan bante bante banengi baatein
dhalengi sukh mein dukh waali raatein
ho bante bante banengi baatein
dhalengi sukh mein dukh waali raatein
woh hai deewaana jo yeh na jaana
milte milte milti saugaate
koyi banta koyi bigde ik second mein ho
koyi girta koyi sambhale ik second mein ho
de aaj maula ya kal de sabko
woh ek second jo jindagi badal de
ek second jo jindagi badal de
ek second jo jindagi badal de

In a breath, decisions ignite,
Good or ill, in a second's flight.
Life is gifted, a fleeting grace,
Death arrives in the selfsame space.
This truth, all the wise have confessed,
What shall be, in a second is pressed.
Grant it now, O Lord, or tomorrow's morn,
That second which forever is born.
That second which forever transforms.
That second which forever reforms.

Onward we stride, and pathways appear,
Destinations beckon, drawing us near.
Onward we stride, and pathways unfold,
Destinations, stories to be told.
Lost is the one who does not know,
Worlds bloom where the rivers flow.
Some shall win, some shall lose in a tick,
Some shall rise, a celestial quick.
Grant it now, O Lord, or tomorrow's morn,
That second which forever is born.
That second which forever transforms.

As we build, our words take flight,
Joy and sorrow fade into night.
As we build, our words take form,
Happiness dances in the gathering storm.
Lost is the one who does not see,
Gifts are found in the company.
Some shall rise, some shall fall in a breath,
Some will stumble, some will find their path from death.
Grant it now, O Lord, or tomorrow's morn,
That second which forever is born.
That second which forever transforms.
That second which forever reforms.