[pic] |[pic] |Looking at the grinding stones,
Kabir laments
In the duel of wheels,
nothing stays intact. | |
| |[pic] |baagon naa jaa re|
| | |naa jaa |
| | |Do not go to the |
| | |garden of |
| | |flowers! |
| | |O friend! go not |
| | |there; |
| | |In your body is |
| | |the garden of |
| | |flowers. |
| | |Take your seat on|
| | |the thousand |
| | |petals of the |
| | |lotus, and there |
| |...
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