Vaqt haathon say nikaltaa jaa raha hai -- Time is slipping out of hands

Kab talak hai ye bahaar-e-naujavaani 

Khatm ho jaayegi ik din zindagaani 

Vaqt haathon say nikaltaa jaa raha hai 

Umr dhalti ja rahee jyon behtaa paani

Jis pay itna naaz hai - itna aqeedaa 

Khaaq mein mil jayega ye jism-e-faani 

Kaun jaanay kab bulaava aaye 'Rajan'

Kaun jaanay kab ho marg-e-naagahaani    

                         " Rajan Sachdeva " 

Translation:

How long would the spring of youth last?

One day even this life will end.

Time is slipping out of our hands.

Age is passing - like flowing water.

So much pride - so much faith and dependence on the body -

that is going to vanish in ashes one day.

Who knows when the (Final) call will come -

Who knows when the unexpected death will show up.

                          " Rajan Sachdeva " 

Naaz               =   Pride

Aqeeda           =  Faith, Reliance, Dependence

Jism-e-Faani  = Perishable, Mortal body 

Marg               =  Death       

Nagahaani     =  Unexpected, Unpredicted