hum kuch bhi rakh le nam uska hum kuch bhi rakh le nam uska
insan ka mukaddar hota hai dunia me sikandar koi nahi
ha waqt sikandar hota hai ha waqt sikandar hota hai
hum kuch bhi rakh le nam uska

mano ke na mano kismat ko khud manwa leti hai kismat
mano ke na mano kismat ko khud manwa leti hai kismat
jiwan me jo hona hota hai jiwan me jo hona hota hai
ha wo to hokar rahta hai ha wo to hokar rahta hai
dunia me sikandar koi nahi ha waqt sikandar hota hai
ha waqt sikandar hota hai hum kuch bhi rakh le nam uska

sapne jo dekha karti hai kya kya insan ki majburi
sapne jo dekha karti hai kya kya insan ki majburi
is hasi ki khatir insa ko is hasi ki khatir insa ko
jiwan bhar rona padta hai jiwan bhar rona padta hai
dunia me sikandar koi nahi ha waqt sikandar hota hai
ha waqt sikandar hota hai hum kuch bhi rakh le nam uska

jab din hi kale kale hai tab rato ka fir kya kahna
jab din hi kale kale hai tab rato ka fir kya kahna
suraj to tukde tukde suraj to tukde tukde
or chand kahi par rota hai or chand kahi par rota hai
dunia me sikandar koi nahi ha waqt sikandar hota hai
dunia me sikandar koi nahi ha waqt sikandar hota hai
ha waqt sikandar hota hai hum kuch bhi rakh le nam uska

We name it what we will, we name it what we will,
But mortal fate, it reigns supreme, no Alexander here.
Ah, Time, the true Alexander, ah, Time, the true Alexander,
We name it what we will.

Believe it or not, fate, it bends the world to its will,
Believe it or not, fate, it bends the world to its will,
What must be, in life, what must be, in life,
Ah, that unfolds, ah, that unfolds.
No Alexander here, ah, Time, the true Alexander,
Ah, Time, the true Alexander, we name it what we will.

Dreams that the heart once holds, what chains bind humanity,
Dreams that the heart once holds, what chains bind humanity,
For this laughter, for this laughter,
Man must weep a lifetime, man must weep a lifetime.
No Alexander here, ah, Time, the true Alexander,
Ah, Time, the true Alexander, we name it what we will.

When days themselves are shadowed, what then of the night?
When days themselves are shadowed, what then of the night?
The sun, in fractured pieces, the sun, in fractured pieces,
And the moon, it weeps somewhere, and the moon, it weeps somewhere.
No Alexander here, ah, Time, the true Alexander,
No Alexander here, ah, Time, the true Alexander,
Ah, Time, the true Alexander, we name it what we will.