Raah faqar daa pare
parere,
Orhak koee na disse hoo.
Orhak koee na disse hoo.
Na uth parhhan
parhhaavan koee,
Na uth masle qisse hoo.
Na uth masle qisse hoo.
Eh duneeaa hai
butt-parastee,
Mat koee is te visse hoo.
Mat koee is te visse hoo.
Maut faqeeree jain sir
aave,
Maalam theeve tisse hoo.
Maalam theeve tisse hoo.
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The path of the Masters is the
highest of all;
It is beyond all comprehension!
It is beyond all comprehension!
On this path there is neither
teaching Nor learning from books.
There are neither discussions nor expositions
Nor stories from the past.
There are neither discussions nor expositions
Nor stories from the past.
Love of this world is sheer
idolatry, a denial of God;
Let no one trust its loyalty.
Let no one trust its loyalty.
Only the one who knows the mystic
art Of dying while living,
knows the real secret.
knows the real secret.
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