| Bhala Hua Meri Matki Phoot Gayee
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| Mein to Paneeyan Bharan se Chhoot Gayee
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| Thank you O Lord! |
| that this pitcher is broken.
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| No more filling it up, No guards now and worries none
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| Bura Jo Daikhan Mein Chala,
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| Bura na Mileya KoeJo Dil Khoja Apna,
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| to Mujh sa Bura na Koe
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| When I went in search of faulty ones,
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| I found none,
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| When I looked into my own heart,
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| None were faultier than me.
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| Yeh to Ghar Hai Prem ka,
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| Khala Ka Ghar Nae
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| Sees Utaarey bhuen Dharey,
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| Kat Baitthe Ghar Mahin
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| Beware! |
| This is the abode of Pure Love,
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| Nothing to do with name and forms,
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| Enter here humbled, devoid of pride,
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| Only then you may take your seat here.
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| Haman hai Ishq Mastana
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| Haman ko Hosheyari kya
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| Rahay Azaad Ya Jag Se
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| Haman Duniya Se Yaari Kya
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| I am bursting with love,
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| Why do I need to be careful?
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| Being free in the world,
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| What of the worlds friendship do I need?
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| Kehna Tha so Keh Diya
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| Ab Kachhu Kaha Na Jaaye
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| Aik Gaya so Ja Raha
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| Darya Lehr Samae
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| What had to be said has been said
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| There is nothing left to say
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| If one leaves, so he may
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| The Wave too shall blend into the RIver
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| Lali more lal ki,
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| Jit Daikhan tit lal.
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| Lali Daikhan main gayi,
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| so Main bhi ho gayi lal
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| I see the Divine light inside,
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| outside, and everywhere.
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| By looking constantly at the divine light of God
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| even I have become godly.
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| Hans hans kunt na paya
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| Jin paya tin roye
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| Haansi khaeley Peeya Mile
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| to Kon Suhagan Hoe
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| No one realizes his Beloved while enjoying worldly pleasures
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| Those who realize God, did so by feeling pangs of separation
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| If one were able to realize God while involved in enjoyment
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| Then who will remain unfortunate?
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| Ja Ko raaton Saayian
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| Maar sake na koi.
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| Baal na baanka kar sake
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| Jo Jag Bairi hoe
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| No one can ever slay a man
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| under God’s protection.
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| Nor a hair on his head be touched
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| even if the world opposes him
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| Prem na Baazi Upjey
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| Prem Na Haath Bitae
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| Raja Parja Jis Ruche,
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| Sees Deyi Lae Jae
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| Love is not grown in the field,
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| and it is not sold in the market
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| But a king or a pauper would
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| Offer their head to acquire it.
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| Sukhiya sab sansar hai,
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| Khaye aur soye
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| Dukhiya das kabir hai, Jaage aur roye
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| The world is joyfull
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| That eats, drinks and is in peace
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| Fated but is poor Kabir (the seeker)
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| Stays awake and weeps
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| Jo Kachu Kiya so Tum Kiya
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| Mein Kuch Kiya Nahi.
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| Kahe Koi Jo Mein Kiya,
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| Tum Hi Thae Mujh Mahi.
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| What I achieved was due to you, Oh Lord
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| For I did nothing on my own accord
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| If one were to claim credit for ones deed
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| It was all due to your guidance
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| Tasawwuf at 5: 30 AM |