Preeti Tau Maribauu Na Vichaarai.
Nirakhi Patang Jyoti Paavak Jyoun, Jarat Na Aapu Sambhaarai. [1]
Preeti Kurang Naad Man Mohit, Badhik Nikat Hvai Maarai.
Preeti Pareva Udat Gagan Tain, Girat Na Aapu Sambhaarai. [2]
Saawan Maas Papihaa Bolat, Piya, Piya Kari Ju Pukaarai.
Surdaas Prabhu Darshan Kaaran, Aisi Bhaanti Bichaarai. [3]
- Sri Surdas, Soor Sagar
Love pays no heed to death, just as the moth, seeing the flame, burns itself without a second thought. [1]
Like the deer, enchanted by the sound, reaches the hunter and meets its end. Similarly, the pigeon, who loves to fly high, falls without knowing. [2]
In the month of Sawan, the papiha bird calls out “Piya Piya” in longing for the Swati raindrop. Shri Surdas Ji says that he too holds the same longing for the sight of the Lord. [3]
Nirakhi Patang Jyoti Paavak Jyoun, Jarat Na Aapu Sambhaarai. [1]
Preeti Kurang Naad Man Mohit, Badhik Nikat Hvai Maarai.
Preeti Pareva Udat Gagan Tain, Girat Na Aapu Sambhaarai. [2]
Saawan Maas Papihaa Bolat, Piya, Piya Kari Ju Pukaarai.
Surdaas Prabhu Darshan Kaaran, Aisi Bhaanti Bichaarai. [3]
- Sri Surdas, Soor Sagar
Love pays no heed to death, just as the moth, seeing the flame, burns itself without a second thought. [1]
Like the deer, enchanted by the sound, reaches the hunter and meets its end. Similarly, the pigeon, who loves to fly high, falls without knowing. [2]
In the month of Sawan, the papiha bird calls out “Piya Piya” in longing for the Swati raindrop. Shri Surdas Ji says that he too holds the same longing for the sight of the Lord. [3]