You spent your whole life winning
At least now learn to lose, O fakir

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?

I’m rolling about in these waves
I don’t know how to swim
Take me across…

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!

Scorch the house
To make a house arise, yogi
Protect it
And it's gone!

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?

If my beloved is like a rose
Then I’m his fragrance
If my beloved is like my heart
Then I’m his breath

You are the sea, and I the fish
I’ll stay immersed in you
If you dry up, I’ll die too
What would I be without you?

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

On the peak of emptiness
The sound of the universe
I'll sing every possible song