Kshan Bhangur Jeevan Ki Kalika, Kal Prat Ko Jaane Khili Na Khili.
Malayachal Ki Sheetal Aru Mand, Sugandh Sameer Chali Na Chali. [1]
Kali Kaal Kuthaar Liye Phirta, Tan Namr Hai Chot Jhili Na Jhili.
Le Le Harinaam Meri Rasana, Phir Ant Samay Ye Hili Na Hili. [2]
- Braj Ke Sawaiya
The blossom of this fleeting life may or may not bloom tomorrow morning. The cool, fragrant breeze from the Himālaya may or may not be felt. [1]
Kaliyug keeps its axe sharpened to strike down the human body. So let my tongue constantly chant the holy name of Hari, for this opportunity may not return. [2]