Haaj kaabe hai hai gaya, keti baar Kabir,
Miran mujh main kaya khata, mukhan naa bolen peer.
Commissioned every pilgrimage, home far and abroad,
saints refuse to heed me, what's wrong with me O'Lord.
(Pilgrimaged to Haaj and Kaaba, many many times, Kabir. Priest, what is wrong with me, GOD will not speak through HIS mouth to me.)
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Kahe kabir chetahu bhondhu,
bolanhaara Turk naa Hindu.
Kabir, wake up to the real truth, O'simpleton,
HE who lets us see it all, knows no religion.
(Kabir says, wake up simpleton, one who speaks through us all is neither a Turk nor a Hindu.)
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Hoan tohi pucho hai sati, jeevat kayon na marai,
Muvan peeche saat kare, jeevat kayu na karai.
Sati blazing for true love, not when he was alive,
had you lived to true love, no cause to flare twice.
(I ask you o' Sati, why did not die living. after death want to be a truthful, why do not do while alive.)
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