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I. 129. sakhiyo, ham hun bhai valamasi
sakhiyo, ham hun bhai valamasi
aayo joban birah sataayo, ab main gyaan gali athilaati
gyaan-gali mein khabar mil gaye, hamen milee piyaa kee paatee
vaa paatee mein agam sandesaa, ab ham marane ko n daraatee
kahat kabir suno bhaai pyaare, bar paaye abinaasee
Dear friend, I am eager to meet my Beloved! My youth has flowered, and the pain of separation from Him troubles my breast.
I am wandering yet in the alleys of knowledge without purpose, but I have received His news in these alleys of knowledge.
I have a letter from my Beloved: in this letter is an unutterable message, and now my fear of death is done away.
Kabir says: "O my loving friend! I have got for my gift the Deathless One."