rangi ko naarangi kahe, bane dudh ko khoya
chalti ko gaadi kahe, dekh kabira roya

zindagi khwaab hai, khwaab me jhuth kya
aur bhala sach hai kya
zindagi khwaab hai, khwaab me jhuth kya
aur bhala sach hai kya, sab sach hai
zindagi khwaab hai

dil ne hamse jo kaha, hamne vaisa hi kiya
dil ne hamse jo kaha, hamne vaisa hi kiya
fir kabhi fursat se sochege bura tha ya bhala
zindagi khwaab hai, khwaab me jhuth kya
aur bhala sach hai kya
zindagi khwaab hai

ek katra may ka jab, patthar ke hotho par pada
ek katra may ka jab, patthar ke hotho par pada
uske sine me bhi dil dhadka ye usne bhi kaha, kya
zindagi khwaab hai, khwaab me jhuth kya
aur bhala sach hai kya
zindagi khwaab hai

ek pyaali bhar ke maine, gam ke maare dil ko di
ek pyaali bhar ke maine, gam ke maare dil ko di
zahar ne maara zahar ko, murde me phir jaan aa gai
zindagi khwaab hai, khwaab me jhuth kya
aur bhala sach hai kya
zindagi khwaab hai, khwaab me jhuth kya
aur bhala sach hai kya, sab sach hai

The hue mistaken, orange a name,
Milk turned to ash, a forgotten flame.
A chariot's guise for what truly moves,
Kabira weeps, as the spirit proves.

Life, a dream, a whispered plea,
In dreams, what lies, what truth can be?
In dreams, what lies, what truth can be?
All truth entwined, eternally.
Life, a dream.

The heart's command, a silent call,
We obeyed, lest we stumble and fall.
The heart's command, a silent call,
Then, at leisure, ponder all,
If good or ill, the choices made.
Life, a dream, a shadowed parade,
In dreams, what lies, what truth can be?
Life, a dream.

A single drop, the wine's dark grace,
Upon a stone, a lifeless space.
A single drop, the wine's dark grace,
Within its heart, a pulse, a trace,
The stone now speaks, in whispered sound,
Life, a dream, on hallowed ground,
In dreams, what lies, what truth can be?
Life, a dream.

A cup I filled, with sorrows deep,
For hearts that mourned, and could not sleep.
A cup I filled, with sorrows deep,
The poison struck, where shadows creep,
Death met death, and life returned anew.
Life, a dream, the fragile view,
In dreams, what lies, what truth can be?
Life, a dream, a mystery.
In dreams, what lies, what truth can be?
All truth entwined, eternally.