The Cycle of Existence

اَکھ نَے مَرِ ہا تہٕ اَکھ نَے زیٚیہِ ہا

Akh nay mari haa te akh nay zeyi haa

Had one not died, and another not been born

تنگ گَژِھ عالم وَچھ موٗرے

Tang gatshi aalam wachh moorey

This world would grow stifling, beating its chest in despair

اکھ نَے کٕنہِ ہا بیاکھ نَے ہیٚیہِ ہا

Akh nay kini haa byaakh nay heyi haa

Had one not sold, and another not bought

چرخ گَژِھ بند تہٕ کُس کیاہ کھیٚیے

Charkh gatshi band te kus kya kheyi

The wheel of life would halt—then what would anyone eat?