Couplets by Kabir

धीरे-धीरे रे मना, धीरे सब कुछ होय ।
माली सिंचे सौ घड़ा, ॠतु आए फल होय ॥
dhīre-dhīre re manā, dhīre saba kucha hoya ।
mālī siṃce sau ghaḍā, ṝtu āe phala hoya ॥
Slowly slowly my mind, everything happens slowly.
The gardener may pour a hundred pots, but fruit comes only with season.

रूखी सूखी खायके ठंडा पानी पीव ।
देख पराई चूपडी मत ललचावे जीभ ॥
rūkhī sūkhī khāyake ṭhanḍā pānī pīva ।
dekha parāī cūpaḍī mata lalacāve jībha ॥
Eat your dry bread, and drink cold water.
But do not salivate at someone else's morsel.

करे बुराई सुख चाहे कैसे पावै कोई ।
बोय के पेड बबूल का आम कहाँ से होय ॥
kare burāī sukh cāhe kaise pāvai koī ।
boya ke peḍa babūla kā āma kahām̐ se hoya ॥
If you do bad, how can you expect comfort?
If you planted an Acacia, how can you expect Mangoes?

सुखिया ढूंढत मैं फिरूं , सुखिया मिलै न कोय ।
जाके आगे दुख कहूं, पहिले उठै रोय ॥
sukhiyā ḍhūṃḍhata maiṃ phirūṃ , sukhiyā milai na koya ।
jāke āge dukha kahūṃ, pahile uṭhai roya ॥
I went searching for a happy person, I could find none.
But when I asked for a miserable one, the very first one started to lament.

eka acambhā dekhā re bhāī (O brother, I saw a wonder!) Kabir

एक अचम्भा देखा रे भाई, ठाड़ा सिंह चरावै गाई।
eka acambhā dekhā re bhāī, ṭhāḍā siṃha carāvai gāī।
Lo brother, I saw a wonder! The lion stood herding the cows!

पहले पूत पीछे भई माई, चेला के गुरु लगै पाई॥
pahale pūta pīche bhaī māī, celā ke guru lagai pāī॥
First the son was born, then the mother! The Guru falls at the feet of the disciple!

जल की मछली तरूवर व्याई, पकड़ि बिलाई मुर्गा खाई॥
jala kī machalī tarūvara vyāī, pakaḍai bilāī murgā khāī॥
The fish of the waters gave birth on a tree! The chicken caught and ate the cat!
बैलहि डारि गूँनि घरि आई, कुत्ता कूँ लै गई बिलाई॥
bailahi ḍāri gūni ghari āī, kuttā kū lai gaī bilāī॥
The ox put on reins and came home! The cat takes away the dog!

<<The following three verses are not sung in the above video>>

धरति उलटि आकासहि जाई। चिउटी के मुख हस्ति समाई॥
dharati ulaṭi ākāsahi jāī। ciuṭī ke mukha hasti samāī॥
The earth turned upside down to be the sky! In the ant's mouth the elephant fit!
बिन पौने जहं परबत उड़ै। जीव जन्तु सब बिरछा बुड़ै॥
bina paune jahaṃ parabata uḍaai। jīva jantu saba birachā buḍāi॥
Without wind the mountain flew! All living, all animals drowned in the tree!
सुखे सरवर उठै हिलोर। बिन जल चकबा करै किलोल॥
sukhe saravara uṭhai hilora। bina jala cakabā karai kilola॥
A wave arose in the dried up lake! The shelduck sploshed without any water!

तलि करि साषा उपरि करि मूल । बहुत भांति जड़ लागै फूल ॥
tali kari sāṣā upari kari mūla । bahuta bhāṃti jada lāgai phūla॥
The branches were on the ground and the trunk above! With very bright flowers on the roots!
कहै कबीर या पद कूं बूझै । ताकूं तीन्यूं त्रीभुवन सूझै ॥
kahai kabīra yā pada kūṃ būjhai । tākūṃ tīnyūṃ trībhuvana sūjhai॥
Says Kabir, who understands this song, to him the three worlds are deciphered.

Notes:
 This poem/song of falls under the category of ulat-ved or absurd-knowledge. There are many such poems in the Kabir path (Kabirpanthi). Make whatever sense of it :)

Video with live meaning:

Links:

• Meaning in Hindi.
• Google book.
• Just lyrics.
• UNIL book

Picture (Lion herding cows by G.M. Sheikh):

 

राम गुन बेलड़ी रे, अवधू This vine made of God's nature soars! Kabir

राम गुन बेलड़ी रे, अवधू गोरषनाथि जाँणीं।
Raam gun beladee re , avadhoo gorashanaathi jaanneen ।
vine(creeper) made of qualities of Ram
is known to Avdhoo(saint) Goraknath  

नाति सरूप न छाया जाके, बिरध करैं बिन पाँणी॥
naati saroop na chaaya jaake , biradh karain bin paannee॥
It neither has form nor shadow,
it grows without water(Maya)
 
बेलड़िया द्वे अणीं पहूँती गगन पहूँती सैली।
belariya dve aneen pahoontee gagan pahoontee sailee।
The vine has two ends(Ida and pingala ),
it has reached by itself to the sky

सहज बेलि जल फूलण लागी, डाली कूपल मेल्ही॥
sahaj beli jal phoolan laagee, daalee koopal melhee॥
When this vine by its own nature (unforced,effortless smadhi) blossomed,
then new braches and shoots come out

मन कुंजर जाइ बाड़ा बिलब्या, सतगुर बाही बेली।
man kunjar jai baara bilabya, satagur baahee belee
When elephant nature mind rests in this garden of this vine,
Satguru helps this vine grow further 

पंच सखी मिसि पवन पयप्या, बाड़ी पाणी मेल्ही॥
panc sakhee misi pavan payapya, baaree paanee melhee॥
Now five senses help life force further to remove water(Maya)
 
काटत बेली कूपले मेल्हीं, सींचताड़ी कुमिलाँणों।
kaatat belee koopale melheen, seencataaree kumilaannon।
This vine grows further when one cuts oneself further from worldliness,
if one enjoys worldly cravings the this vine become lifeless 

कहै कबीर ते बिरला जोगी, सहज निरंतर जाँणीं॥163॥
kahai kabeer te birala jogee , sahaj nirantar jaanneen॥163॥
Sayes Kabir he is a rare yogi, who can understand this effortless eternal yoga

हमन है इश्क मस्ताना We are ecstatic in Love

हमन है इश्क मस्ताना, हमन को होशियारी क्या ?
रहें आजाद या जग से, हमन दुनिया से यारी क्या ?

haman hai iśk mastānā, haman ko hośiyārī kyā ?
rahen ājād yā jag se, haman duniyā se yārī kyā ?

I am ecstatic in Love, what is intelligence to me?
I am free from the world, what fondness do I have for it?


जो बिछुड़े हैं पियारे से, भटकते दर-ब-दर फिरते,
हमारा यार है हम में हमन को इंतजारी क्या ?

jo bichuḍe hain piyāre se, bhaṭakate dara-ba-dar phirate,
hamārā yār hai ham meṃ haman ko intajārī kyā ?

Seperated from the Lover, lost they wander door to door.
My love is within me, who else would I wait for?


खलक सब नाम अपने को, बहुत कर सिर पटकता है,
हमन गुरनाम साँचा है, हमन दुनिया से यारी क्या ?

khalak sab nām apane ko, bahut kar sir paṭaktā hai,
haman guranām sām̐cā hai, haman duniyā se yārī kyā ?

The names that people fight for are imperfect to me.
My Guru's name is True, what fondness do I have for the world?


न पल बिछुड़े पिया हमसे न हम बिछड़े पियारे से,
उन्हीं से नेह लागी है, हमन को बेकरारी क्या ?

na pal bichuḍe piyā hamase na ham bichaḍe piyāre se,
unhīṃ se neh lāgī hai, haman ko bekarārī kyā ?

I am not apart from my Love even a second, nor, my Love from me
My friendship is with Him(/Her/It) indeed, why would I be anxious?


कबीरा इश्क का माता, दुई को दूर कर दिल से,
जो चलना राह नाज़ुक है, हमन सिर बोझ भारी क्या ?

kabīrā iśk kā mātā, duī ko dūr kar dil se,
jo calanā rāh nāzuk hai, haman sir bojh bhārī kyā ?

Kabir is the Source of Love, having removed duality from the heart,
The path to walk is treacherous, why any heavy baggage on our head?

Notes:
To add.

Links:
Lyrics.