om jaba kasumo sanata asan kash apeyam mahadyutam
dhan taran sarwa pap ghanan parn toshmi diwakaram
muthi bandhe aaye sabhi muthi bandhe aaye sabhi
khali hath jayenge muthi bandhe aaye sabhi
khali hath jayenge apne paraye koi apne paraye koi
sath nahi aayenge isi ka nam jindagi
isi ka nam jindagi isi ka nam jindagi
isi ka nam jindagi

nam ka bukha koi dhan ka lobhi
sab yahi rah jayega kamaya tha jo bhi
muthi bandhe aaye sabhi muthi bandhe aaye sabhi
khali hath jayenge isi ka nam jindagi
isi ka nam jindagi isi ka nam jindagi
isi ka nam jindagi

phal ki aas chodke karam kiye jana
ek din hai maut ki god me so jana
muthi bandhe aaye sabhi
muthi bandhe aaye sabhi
khali hath jayenge isi ka nam jindagi
isi ka nam jindagi isi ka nam jindagi
isi ka nam jindagi

Upon the crimson bloom, a sun descends, a light unfurled,
Dispelling shadows, cleansing sins, across the weary world.
We arrive with fists clenched tight, all of us the same,
And depart with empty hands, whispering life's game.
No kin, no friend, can truly stay, the truth it will impart,
This fleeting dance of breath and day, is life's own beating heart.

Fame's hunger, greed's dark call, they linger in the air,
The riches gathered, destined to fall, leaving naught to share.
We arrive with fists clenched tight, bound by earthly ties,
And depart with empty hands, mirroring the skies.
This fleeting dance of breath and day, is life's own beating heart.
This is life, a fleeting art.

Release your grasp on future's plea, let action be your guide,
One day, in slumber, you'll be free, where silent rivers glide.
We arrive with fists clenched tight, searching for the light,
And depart with empty hands, vanishing from sight.
This is life, a fleeting art.
This fleeting dance of breath and day, is life's own beating heart.