sab thaat dharaa rah jayega
sab thaat dharaa rah jayega

sab thaat dharaa rah jayega
jab laat chalega banjara
kya khoya hain kya oaya hain
sab chhod ke jayega banjara
sab thaat dharaa rah jayega
jab laat chalega banjara
kya khoya hain kya oaya hain
sab chhod ke jayega banjara
sab thaat dharaa rah jayega o o

panghat pipal dhol manjira
ghunghat gori shant fakira
panghat pipal dhol manjira
ghunghat gori shant fakira
ek rang me rang jayega, tera saanjh skaara
ek rang me rang jayega, tera saanjh skaara
tera saanjh sakaara
sab thaat dharaa rah jayega
sab thaat dharaa rah jayega
jab laat chalega banjara
kya khoya hain kya oaya hain
sab chhod ke jayega banjara
sab thaat dharaa rah jayega o o

All this pomp will turn to dust,
All this pomp will turn to dust.

All this pomp will turn to dust,
When the caravan departs.
What was lost, and what was won,
All will be left by the caravan.
All this pomp will turn to dust,
When the caravan departs.
What was lost, and what was won,
All will be left by the caravan.
All this pomp will turn to dust, oh oh.

The well, the peepal tree, the drum, the cymbals,
The veiled maiden, the holy, the recluse.
The well, the peepal tree, the drum, the cymbals,
The veiled maiden, the holy, the recluse.
All will merge into one hue, your evenings and dawns,
All will merge into one hue, your evenings and dawns,
Your evenings and dawns.
All this pomp will turn to dust,
All this pomp will turn to dust.
When the caravan departs.
What was lost, and what was won,
All will be left by the caravan.
All this pomp will turn to dust, oh oh.