XXXV
II. 113. valam, awo hamare geh re
valam, awo hamare geh re
tum bin dukhiyaa deh re
sab koyee kahe tumhaaree naaree, mokon laagat laaj re
dil se nahin dil lagaayo, tab lag kaisaa sneh re
ann n bhaavye neend n aavye, grih-bar dharye n dheer re
kaamin ko hai baalam pyaaraa, jyon pyaase ko neer re
hai koi aisaa par-upkaari, pivason kahye sunaay re
ab to behaal Kabir bhayo hai, bin dekhe jiv jaay re
My body and my mind are grieved for the want of Thee;
O my Beloved! come to my house.
When people say I am Thy bride, I am ashamed; for I have not touched Thy heart with my heart.
Then what is this love of mine? I have no taste for food, I have no sleep; my heart is ever restless within doors and without.
As water is to the thirsty, so is the lover to the bride. Who is there that will carry my news to my Beloved?
Kabir is restless: he is dying for sight of Him.