This life is made of time And time is made of seconds. Seconds are more precious Than silver, gold and diamonds. No one can keep a second In a bank, locker, almirah. But it could do a wonder For years or an era. The greatest wonder is love: A love leaving some legends. Seconds are more precious... In all the human beings The same heart is beating. Every time, everywhere The story is repeating People are parents, children people are wives and husbands. Seconds are more precious...
The wind that blows, across the sands of time, The sweet memories, that childhood of mine, The grounds and the mischief, all were mine, Such outlandish dreams, those were mine, All brought back to me, by the wind, The wind that blows, across the sands of time. The love of mother, all was mine, The wrath of father, it was mine, That boy next door, a friend of mine, All brought back to life, by the wind, The wind that blows, across the sands of time. The times were changed, and the the world was turned, As the wind that blows, blew so hard, That
वक्त बदल जाये , तो क्या करोगे | वक्त बदल जाये, तो क्या करोगे | रोयोगे यूं कहीं भी , रोयोगे यूं कहीं भी | वक्त बर्बाद करोगे | रोयोगे यूं कहीं भी, वक्त बर्बाद करोगे | आगे का सोच चल दो , आगे का सोच चल दो | वक्त के साथ चलोगे | ये रा
