Speak in hints in grazing fields
So that no one should guess
No one should hear, no one should know!
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
In this body, the lock
In this body, the key
In this body, the one who
Opens the door
Sweetheart, dear girl
Wake up your beloved
He sleeps a deep, forgetful sleep
Shake him awake!