'Ghoonghat ke pat khol re, tohe piyaa milenge'
Lift the veil off your face,
O friend, you'll find your love.
In all beings dwells the Lord,
say no harsh word,
O friend, you'll find your love.
A hundred lamps burn
in the pleasure-house,
You leave not your seat,
O friend, you'll find your love.
Says Kabir, listen O wise one,
the drum that beats within your self,
you'll find your Love.
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