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?
Oh my dear friend, whom should I love?
Keep the company of pure-hearted ones
Keep the company of clean-hearted ones
In this body, the lock
In this body, the key
In this body, the one who
Opens the door
If my beloved is like a rose
Then I’m his fragrance
If my beloved is like my heart
Then I’m his breath
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
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