Shankaracharia sings dina yamio sayam prata shishira va santo punaraata cala creratigatatayo tada pina. So the translation is, sunrise and sunset, day and darkness, winter and spring come and go. Now ever, the course of time is playful, that mens. Time is playing with us. Life itself soon ebbs away but our vain hope, alas goes onwards. The rules of grammar, profit nothing. Foolish one. Worship gowinda. We are asking of the world something it's not designed to do. If you give something to the world, nothing like it. Only god