Dheu Dube Dheu Uthe Phul Jhare Phul

by Sri Chinmoy

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Lyrics

Dheu dube dheu uthe 
Phul jhare phul phute
Nahi shesh dainya lesh
Sthayi kotha kotha shesh
Kar tare e rodan
Kare kari abahan
Naba bhabe nabe rupe
Sakali je uthe phute

Translation

The wave subsides and the wave rises.
The flower withers and the flower blossoms.
There is no end to human wants
And human achievements.
Nothing is permanent and nothing is fleeting.
Then for whom shall we cry,
For what shall we cry?
Whom shall we invoke
With a new thought and new form?
Everything eventually blossoms.

This song appears in:

Journey's Goal (Part 13) (page 1)