jo hua hai wo hota hai, jo hona hai wo hona hai
jo tere bas me bate hai unhe khamakha kyu khona hai
ho jitni bhi hai jitni bhi ha umide leke
jaye kaha tak jaye kaha tak raste dekhe
kar chalna shuru tu, mudke na dekh tu
jaise hai sahi hai, ek main aur ekk tu
ho kar chalna shuru tu, mudke naa dekh tu
jaise hai sahi hai, ek main aur ekk tu
ek main aur ekk tu

nazariya dono ka mile na mile, kadar dono ko hai dono ki
safar tay ye kare sath me bhale alag hai manzile dono ki
tukda tukda dhoop ho chahe chutki bharke chhav bhi
barabari se bate ho zarurat jo jis tarah ki
ho jitni bhi hai jitni bhi hai koshishe leke
jaye kaha tak jaye kaha tak raste dekhe
kar chalna shuru tu, shuru tu
mudke na dekh tu, na dekh mudke na dekh tu
jaise hai sahi hai sahi hai sahi hai
ek main aur ekk tu, ek main aur ekk tu
kar chalna shuru tu, mudke naa dekh tu
jaise hai sahi hai ek main aur ekk tu
ek main aur ekk tu

jo socha hai kab hota hai, ye hi hamesha ka rona hai
soche bin mil jaye jo use khamakha kyun khona hai
hmm jitni mile jitni mile rahate leke
jaye kaha tak jaye kaha tak raste dekhe

What unfolds, unfolds, what must be, shall be.
Why waste what lies within your grasp needlessly?
Embrace hopes, however vast they may be,
Explore the paths, where will they lead thee?
Begin your journey, look not back, never,
As it is, it is right, just I and you together.
Begin your journey, look not back, never,
As it is, it is right, just I and you forever.
Just I and you.

Visions may clash, or blend in accord,
Yet mutual respect, deeply adored.
Though paths diverge, the journey shared,
Together we wander, burdens bared.
Whether sun-drenched fragments or shadows that linger,
Equal share of needs, finger and finger.
Embrace efforts, however great they may be,
Explore the paths, where will they lead thee?
Begin your journey, begin,
Look not back, never look back, begin.
As it is, it is right, it is right, it is right,
Just I and you, just I and you.
Begin your journey, look not back, never,
As it is, it is right, just I and you forever.
Just I and you.

What's planned, seldom blooms, this is the lament we're known for,
Why let go of what falls into our lap, when we don't plan for?
As comforts abound, as many as they may be,
Explore the paths, where will they lead thee?