Tintinnabulations...
Coming from the bell of time, Tied to the neck of the stallion Galloping to the crematorium of the KALIYUGA!
 It is heard closer and closer!

The reverberations of that bell
Frightening like lightening, Like the whistle of a cyclone,
Like the roar of great waves,
Like the wicked laugh of ADHARMA 
While salashing the neck of the Dharma, Is heard closer and closer!     
                                                                                                        \'Kalki\' with a flaming sword to rule this world Is about to come!
The edge of the Kalki\'s sword shines
With the brightness of a thousand suns!
Its brilliance to oppose
Manmade Guns, bombs, nuclear weapons
Chemical weapons,
Biological weapons
That assist the victory of vice!

When time rushes towards. The Great Graveyard
To prepare the pyre of Kaliyuga
The bells hanging on the neck ring!

The rise of the Satyayuga Marks the beginning of another era of truth...
 The golden dawn of hope!

You may blame
These lines are so stupid,
Unscientific
 Superstitious and ridiculous!

When you laugh I have the answer:
 \"The science sought by man is
Only the umbra in the shadow
Of the universal truth! His knowledge is only the vine
Growing in the fertile soil
Of his egotism!