Kaun Kaun thagva nagariya lutal ho
chandan kaath ke banal khatola, tha par dulhin suthal ho utho sakhiri maang savaaro dulha mose ruthal ho aaye jamraaja palang chadi baitha, nayanan asunva asunva thutal ho chaar jane mil khaat uthaayin chahun disi dhaon dhaon uthal ho kehat kabira suno bhaai saadho jag se naatha tutal ho |
ThagvaWho is this robber looting our village?
On a cot made of sandalwood, the bride lay. Get up, dear friend, adorn the parting of my hair! The bridegroom is upset with me. Along came King Death, climbed up on the bed. Tears broke from eyes. Four people got together, lifted the cot- Smoke, smoke in all directions. Kabir says, listen seekers, friends, all ties to the world have dropped away. Translated by Linda Hess |
