Sab jag jata re jata

The whole world is going it is ever on the move,
But none sends any news, Any information.
They leave from here, they bring no news;
From there no one ever comes back.
All the world is moving towards death,
But none solves the mystery of the end.
Blindly the world on the path of rituals flounders;
The pundits prescribe specific garbs and rites,
But they disclose not the path of salvation.
Be thy deeds pious or evil, They will not give thee human birth;
When the soul leaves the body and the not mortal frame decays,
It goes into the cycle of eighty-four.
In the form of donkeys, dogs, swine and the like,
It is crushed and chewed in the jaws of Kal.
Ceaselessly revolves the individual in the whirlpool of transmigration;
Never does he find peace and calm
For the sake of his father and mother, brother and son,
He carries a heavy load on his head,
When the angel of death takes hi life from within his body,
At that crucial time there is none to keep him company,
The cruel messenger of death tortures his body,
He beats and kicks him without compassion.
When he cared not for the deeds he committed,
What use are regrets and repentance now?
He takes life in the world to be worthless,
And he listens not to the counsel of the wise,
Leaves this vain debate, O Tulsi, for death is at hand;
False are all family relations who entangle thee!
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