Translation
There is nothing permanent.Transient are the lives of sorrow and joy
Founded on human love.
Nobody knows what is going to happen
In the near future,
Or even tomorrow.
O darkness, let me live alone.
O Light, do enter into my heart,
Even if it is for fleeting days.
Sri Chinmoy, Illumination-Song and Liberation-Dance, part 3, Aum Press, 1976