রইল বলে রাখলে কারে, হুকুম তোমার ফলবে কবে
Rolio bole rakhle kare (audio, Dohar)
What will hold, what has to sway
Since you command just that way?
Your tug will dwindle in the end
What stays on, was meant to stay.
Your law, your wish is final call
You flex your muscles and death befalls
The Heart which senses every pain
Knows when to stop that rolling ball
You have the wealth, you have the ties
You have the means and device
To make the world turn and dance
But that won't happen one fine day
One fine day, as you wake
What never happened will happen away.