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A long journey one-way 

That moment is near,

Now what is life to understand, 

Is it an illusion or a new dawn? 

The soul is true, this is indestructible 

Happiness is permanent liberation 

Opportunity for all the strong, the brave 

Without prejudice.

I earned a name without difficulty 

I lived easily, almost until autumn fell

There is still some debt to pay, 

How many promises are there in the mind. 

Karma is called the path to liberation 

But where do we go, what knowledge is there?

Unsatisfied mind, weak body

Yet  It is difficult to become bored. 

Whatever was done, wherever it was abandoned

This is the earnings that remained, 

You will be free now, my friend,

Understand the worldly calculations.

I considered ignorance as knowledge, 

I considered the night as bright day,

Have all these days passed in vain, have I only created a play of discontent?

Development, development, development,

Calling the poor, deprived people,

We fed the opposing force.

I took a job, saying development, I left for that reason.

I saw the Panchayat, asked for multi-party system, I was happy saying change,

I got the title of 'leader' on the streets of democracy, republic,

When development faded away again, I preferred to be a fugitive. 

This is the time for the path of knowledge, but I do not know

Karma or knowledge.

Now there is nothing 

There is only the arbitrariness of time.

There is no worry about illness, nor is there any concern for the Surta family,

No sweat, no tears, no one from the abode of the Supreme! 

Why are you afraid of death, holding onto the reins of the sacred belt,

This is the time to be free, let's rejoice now

Dear friend.

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