kabir songs - come what
may, allow
Stop wavering, mad mind!
Come what may, allow it!
The Sati is ready for the fire of death.
Dance in ecstasy, beyond all doubts.
Drop greed, attachments, fancies.
Do the brave fear death?
Does the sati cling to her body?
Society, scripture, family prestige -
The hangman's noose at the neck.
Move on the path and return midway -
Ha! Ha! Everyone laughs.
This whole world's so nasty.
Only he who prays is true.
Says Kabir: never abandon the name.
Fall down! Stand up! Fly high!
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