When love renounces all limits, it reaches truth.
How widely the fragrance spreads! It has no end, nothing stands in its way.
The form of this melody is bright like a million suns: incomparably sounds the vina, the vina of the notes of truth.
LI
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."
LII
I. 130. sain bin dard kareje hoy
sain bin dard kareje hoy
din nahin chaiin raat nahin nindiyaa, kaase kahun dukh hoy
aadhee ratiyaan pichhle pahrvaa, saayeen binaa taras rahee soy
kahat kabir suno bhaaii pyaare, saayeen mile sukh hoy
When I am parted from my Beloved, my heart is full of misery: I have no comfort in the day, I have no sleep in the night. To whom shall I tell my sorrow?
The night is dark; the hours slip by. Because my Lord is absent, I start up and tremble with fear.
Kabir says: "Listen, my friend! there is no other satisfaction, save in the encounter with the Beloved."
LIII
I. 122. kaun murali sabd sun anand bhayo
kaun murali sabd sun anand bhayo,
jot bare bin baatee
binaa mool ke kamal pargat bhayo,
phoolwaa phulat bhaantee-bhaantee
jaise chakor chandrmaa chitvye,
jaise chhatak swaantee
taise sant surat ke hoke,
ho gaye janam sanghaatee
