ye zidagi, ye zidagi, ye zidagi
aaj jo tumhare badan ki
chhoti badi naso me machal rahi hai
tumhare pairo se chal rahi hai
ye zidagi, ye zidagi
tumhari aawaz me gale se nikal rahi hai
tumhare lafzo me dhal rahi hai
ye zidagi, ye zidagi, ye zidagi
jaane kitni sadiyo se
yun hi shaqle badal rahi hai
ye zidagi, ye zidagi

badalti shaqlo badalte zismo me
chalta phirta ye ek sharara
jo is ghadi naam hai tumhara
isi se saari chahal pahal hai
isi se roshan hai har nazara
sitaare todo ya ghar basaao
qalam uthaao, ya sar jhukao
tumhaari aankho ki roshni tak
hai khel sara
ye khel hoga nahi dubara
ye khel hoga nahi dubara
ye khel hoga nahi dubara

This life, this breath, this vibrant hue,
That dances now within your frame,
A tremor in each vein anew,
And moves with every step you claim.
This life, this breath, this surging tide,
That spills forth from your very core,
In every word, it finds its stride,
And shapes itself forevermore.
This life, this breath, a timeless art,
Through countless ages, ever near,
Transforming, taking on a part,
And shedding forms, year after year.

Through shifting forms, through mortal guise,
A spark that wanders, free and bold,
Whose name, this moment, you comprise,
From which all wonders are unrolled.
The stars ignite, the vistas gleam,
Shatter starlight, build your home,
Raise your pen, or bow and dream,
The very light within you roam.
This game, its brilliance, all you see,
Will never dawn again, you know,
This game, its fate, eternally,
Will never dawn again, and go.