chokho lage jeewan mharo
jeewan ek rangoli hai jisme kuch rang feeke hai
kuch to kya hai sunder hai or kuch rang chamkile hai

kya hai sona or jagna na hai bistar or ghar apna
muthi me kuch ho na ho in ankho me hai sapna
ansu sab jayenge din aise bhi ayenge
jab rok sakega na koi bas age badte jayenge
titli bankar mandrau ya bhawara ban kar gau
ya khusi se pankh falake asman me udd jau

na rona na thakana hai sahas man me rakhna hai
manjil jab tak na paye na thamna na rukna hai
bas itna hi kahna hai itihas nahi sahna hai
afsar ki sidi ho jisme aise ghar me rahna hai

Life feels pure to me,
A rangoli of existence, where hues softly fade,
Some colours are exquisite, others gleam with grace.

What is gold, what is waking, not the bed nor home we claim,
Whether or not we hold, in these eyes, a dream is aflame.
Tears will all vanish, such days will arrive,
When none can restrain, onward we strive.
As a fledgling, I babble, or a bumblebee sing,
Or with joy-spread wings, to the heavens I swing.

Do not weep, do not tire, keep courage within,
Until the goal is found, do not hold or begin
Just this I must say, history is not to endure,
In a home of the spirit, on a ladder so sure.