Kabir, get drunk on love Rid the heart of duality Such a delicate path to tread Why lug a heavy load anymore?
I'm off to fill water from the well My true guru is calling out to me
If you’re headed north, be alert Tell everybody you’re headed south! Lovers delight in this wine’s secret What will a dry heart understand?
Dark night, frail pot, no way to swim Yet she flung herself in!
Oh my dear friend, whom should I love? Keep the company of pure-hearted ones Keep the company of clean-hearted ones
I burnt down my house, yogi I took up the flaming torch If you scorch your own house, yogi Then join me on this walk
How frail your body, how false your world How untrue the account you give of it O Raam, dear Raam Pray tell, do tell Who fabricated your frail body?
Sweetheart, dear girl Wake up your beloved He sleeps a deep, forgetful sleep Shake him awake!
Khusro says, the river of love Flows in strange ways One who escapes, drowns One who drowns is saved
Kabir, this boat is wobbly And the boatmen are inept They got across who were light The heavy ones drowned
Once I went to the court of love Love stripped me of my swagger I went to garner praises from love Love robbed me of my vanity
