Kabir, get drunk on love
Rid the heart of duality
Such a delicate path to tread
Why lug a heavy load anymore?
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?
I ate your fruit, I soiled your leaves
I played from branch to branch
You burn, and I fly away?
You live and love but once!
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
This cart is colourful, beautiful
The wheels are red and rosy
A sassy young girl holds the reins
Raam sits in the vehicle
In the forest of this love, a peacock calls out
My love is more beautiful than any holy place
He wounded me, then forgot all about me