Kābīr Dās - chotābanī, Rāg: Bilāval. 0.Rehenā nahī' desh birānā (virānā) hai.(2) (Refrain) Ye hai sansār kāgaz kī puṛiyā; (2) Būnd paṛe ghul jānā hai. (2) (Āṛāūī) Rehenā (rahanā) nahī` desh birānā hai. I don't want to live in this desolate (deserted) place (land). This world is (like) a packet of paper; a drop of water will disolve it. I don't want to live in this desolate place. 1. Ye hai sansār kā'to' kī bāṛī; (2) Ulajh pulajh mar (mari) jānā hai. (2) Rehenā nahī` desh birānā hai. (Refrain) This world is full of thorns; one gets entangles in it and (then) dies. I don't want to stay in this desolate place. 2. Ye hai sansār jhāṛ aur jhā'khaṛ; (2) Āg lage bar (bari) jānā hai. (2) Rehenā nahī` desh birānā hai. (Refrain) This world is made of hedges & bushes; fire can reduce it to ashes. I don't want to abide in this desolate place. 3. Kahat Kabīr suno bhāī sādho; (2) Sadguru (satguru) nām thikānā hai.(2) Rehenā nahī` desh birānā hai. (Refrain) Says Kabir Das, Listen O saintly bretheren; the satguru's name is our (only) refuge. I don't want to dwell in this desolate place. .
Kābīr Dās - chotābanī, Rāg: Bilāval.
0.Rehenā nahī' desh birānā (virānā) hai.(2)
(Refrain) Ye hai sansār kāgaz kī puṛiyā; (2)
Būnd paṛe ghul jānā hai. (2) (Āṛāūī)
Rehenā (rahanā) nahī` desh birānā hai.
I don't want to live in this desolate (deserted) place (land).
This world is (like) a packet of paper; a drop of water will
disolve it. I don't want to live in this desolate place.
1. Ye hai sansār kā'to' kī bāṛī; (2)
Ulajh pulajh mar (mari) jānā hai. (2)
Rehenā nahī` desh birānā hai. (Refrain)
This world is full of thorns; one gets entangles in it and
(then) dies. I don't want to stay in this desolate place.
2. Ye hai sansār jhāṛ aur jhā'khaṛ; (2)
Āg lage bar (bari) jānā hai. (2)
Rehenā nahī` desh birānā hai. (Refrain)
This world is made of hedges & bushes; fire can reduce
it to ashes. I don't want to abide in this desolate place.
3. Kahat Kabīr suno bhāī sādho; (2)
Sadguru (satguru) nām thikānā hai.(2)
Rehenā nahī` desh birānā hai. (Refrain)
Says Kabir Das, Listen O saintly bretheren; the satguru's name
is our (only) refuge. I don't want to dwell in this desolate place.
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