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
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