raat yeh chatori hai
saare taare ek taraf
zindagi batori batori hai
Life is like the moon's bowl
of this voracious night of thoughts.
Where all the stars shimmer on one side
And life collects itself in an isolated darkness.
The flimsy silk of our bonding
Will shiver, will shrink, will scatter in the coldness
Still she knits a sweater for the unknown beloved
For all the stars will shimmer on one side
And life collects itself for an ambiguous fantasy.
These very own dreams, the precious dreams
Dissolves every day in the rain of reality
And we the poorest of all sufferers
Mask the obvious under the screen of hands.
* An attempt as translation of the song.
