Laayi hayaat aaye qaza le chali chale
19th Century Sheikh Ibrahim Zauq UrduLife brought us here, then in decay, we pass on by. We did not choose to come or stay; we simply pass on by.
A timeless life would fade away; its final hour is nigh. We are but guests of yesterday who quickly pass on by.
On life's great board, few play so poor a game as I; Each move I chose was played astray, and so I pass on by.
It’s best to turn from worldly sway, and let its pleasures lie; But nothing works along the way, if passions pass on by.
When Layla's camel heard Qais's mournful lay, it spurned the driver's cry; By love's own power it went another way, and chose to pass on by.
Let reason's pride not lead astray; what's destined will hold high. Your clever plans won't win the day, they'll simply pass on by.
The world helps no one on the way to where we all must die; So walk as long as you still may, and simply pass on by.
My passion, Zauq, now shows the way from this world's garden high; Who cares if morning breezes play? It's time to pass on by.