rut phire par din hamare
rut phire par din hamare
phire na phire na phire na
rut phire par din hamare

dharti pe rang chhaya duniya ke bhag jage
lekin wahi andhera ab tak hai apne aage
dharti pe rang chhaya duniya ke bhag jage
lekin wahi andhera ab tak hai apne aage
rut phire par din hamare
phire na phire na phire na
rut phire par din hamare

pahunchi na apni naiya ab tak kisi kinare
pahunchi na apni naiya ab tak kisi kinare
koi nahi jo humko apni taraf pukare
is par kuch nahi hai us par kuch nahi hai
apne liye siwaye majdhaar kuch nahi hai
is par kuch nahi hai us par kuch nahi hai
apne liye siwaye majdhaar kuch nahi hai
rut phire par din hamare
phire na phire na phire na
rut phire par din hamare

Seasons turn, yet days remain,
Seasons turn, yet days remain,
Turning not, not turning, no,
Seasons turn, yet days remain.

Colors paint the earth, fortune's wheel takes flight,
But shadows still obscure the path, blocking out the light.
Colors paint the earth, fortune's wheel takes flight,
But shadows still obscure the path, blocking out the light.
Seasons turn, yet days remain,
Turning not, not turning, no,
Seasons turn, yet days remain.

Our boat has yet to reach a shore,
Our boat has yet to reach a shore,
No voice to beckon us, to call us anymore.
Nothing on this side, nothing on that shore,
For us, nothing remains but the churning roar.
Nothing on this side, nothing on that shore,
For us, nothing remains but the churning roar.
Seasons turn, yet days remain,
Turning not, not turning, no,
Seasons turn, yet days remain.