bakshy aaj raat ko bhaag chuka hai
shar shar se dhan man hole
shar shar se dhan man hole


you are giniyash ho to sheeto rahne de
bech me chod kar jana pada ho

kaisi teri life hai bech bech me naaif hai
ho ja tu thoda cool tere paas time hai

The archer, tonight, has fled the field,
His arrows whisper, wealth and heart revealed.
Whispers of fortune, soul's soft, fleeting gleam.

If you are a seer, then let the frost remain,
Forced to leave, the path cut by the rain.

Your life, a blade, a dance of sharpest edge,
Be cool, my friend, time's breath upon the ledge.