Crying while you are born,
Crying while you die,
Even a single day, without worry
You forgot to laugh, O' an innocent man.
(Even a single day)
Crying while you are born,
Crying while you die.
Night's tear, they say, is snow flake,
Cloud's tear, they say, is rain,
(Night's tear)
If nature weeps, world will flourish,
If man weeps, nature will laugh.
Nature.. will laugh….
Crying while you are born,
Crying while you die.
Rocking in mother's hand is a pleasure,
Leaning on the miss' hand is a pleasure,
(Rocking in mother's hand)
If you know ‘self', it is a real pleasure,
If you forget ‘selfish', it is a great bliss,
Great bliss….
Crying while you are born,
Crying while you die.
(Even a single day)
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