ghum raha hai chakar jagat ka
hum tum sab hai dhage
wahi chhuta in dhago se
lobh, moh jo tyage

moh ka parda kala hai
jagat makdi ka jala hai
mamta ka nata tod
na kuch bhi rehne wala hai
moh ka parda kala hai
jagat makdi ka jala hai
mamta ka nata tod
na kuch bhi rehne wala hai
jagat makdi ka jala hai

kaun pita hai, kaun hai mata
kaun pita hai, kaun hai mata
ek bharam ki dor hai
jiwan ke sab jhuthe naate
mati charo aur hai
tu parbhu se nata jod
wahi sabka rakhwala hai
mamta ka nata tod
na kuch bhi rehne wala hai
jagat makdi ka jala hai

moh ka parda kala hai
jagat makdi ka jala hai
mamta ka nata tod
na kuch bhi rehne wala hai
jagat makdi ka jala hai

chhaya ek aneko chhaya
chhaya ek aneko chhaya
maya ka sab khel hai
maya ka sab khel hai
tab tak deeya jala karta hai
jab tak usme tel hai
jab tak usme tel hai
chota ho ya bada
jalati sabko jwala hai
mamta ka nata tod
na kuch bhi rehne wala hai
jagat makdi ka jala hai

moh ka parda kala hai
jagat makdi ka jala hai
mamta ka nata tod
na kuch bhi rehne wala hai
jagat makdi ka jala hai
jagat makdi ka jala hai
om hari om, om hari om
om hari om, om hari om

The world's wheel turns, a ceaseless chase,
We threads entwined, in time and space.
From these same threads, release you find,
When greed and longing leave behind.

Dark is the veil of binding ties,
The world, a spider's web, it lies.
Shatter the bonds of earthly plea,
For nothing, truly, meant to be.
Dark is the veil of binding ties,
The world, a spider's web, it lies.
Shatter the bonds of earthly plea,
For nothing, truly, meant to be.
The world, a spider's web, it lies.

Who is father, who is mother's grace?
A fleeting dream, this mortal race.
All ties of life, a fragile guise,
Dust surrounds, beneath the skies.
Find solace in the Lord above,
He is the keeper, source of love.
Shatter the bonds of earthly plea,
For nothing, truly, meant to be.
The world, a spider's web, it lies.

Dark is the veil of binding ties,
The world, a spider's web, it lies.
Shatter the bonds of earthly plea,
For nothing, truly, meant to be.
The world, a spider's web, it lies.

Shadows dance, a myriad's play,
Illusion's game, that holds its sway.
The lamp will burn, its light to keep,
While oil remains, in slumber deep.
Small or great, the flames ignite,
Burning all within its light.
Shatter the bonds of earthly plea,
For nothing, truly, meant to be.
The world, a spider's web, it lies.

Dark is the veil of binding ties,
The world, a spider's web, it lies.
Shatter the bonds of earthly plea,
For nothing, truly, meant to be.
The world, a spider's web, it lies.
The world, a spider's web, it lies.
Om Hari Om, Om Hari Om
Om Hari Om, Om Hari Om