Tempo:
Appendix 5
309
ff thou goest, it will soak thy cloak, If thou stayest, it will sunder thy love.
I'll let my cloak be soaked, 'Tis Allah who makes the rain come down in torrems. I wilt go forth to seek my beloved The bonds of our love will not sever.
Faridii. mai fo1J,ia auM mujh 1w Farid believed he alone was stricken with sorrow But sorrow is spread over the entire world; I climbed my roof and whichever way I turned
I saw that every home in sorrow burned. (Slok)
Nam Dev (1270-1350) Nam Dev was a tailor of Maharashtra who earned a great reputation as poet and sainL There are 60 hymns of Nam Dev in the Adi Granth, but they do not correspond to bis hymns in the Marathi language. malai na /iichai pmmaio
Pure and splendrous He came As a waft of fragrance. No one saw Him come,
No one saw Him go. How can one describe Him, How claim to know the nature Of Him who has no lineage? The flight of birds in the sky, The way of fish in the water, Leave no trace for the eye. The beat from the heavens creates a mirage-A vision of water for the thirsty deer. These are all illusions As is kno"'ledge of the Lord of Namdev.
(Guj,fJ
309
ff thou goest, it will soak thy cloak, If thou stayest, it will sunder thy love.
I'll let my cloak be soaked, 'Tis Allah who makes the rain come down in torrems. I wilt go forth to seek my beloved The bonds of our love will not sever.
Faridii. mai fo1J,ia auM mujh 1w Farid believed he alone was stricken with sorrow But sorrow is spread over the entire world; I climbed my roof and whichever way I turned
I saw that every home in sorrow burned. (Slok)
Nam Dev (1270-1350) Nam Dev was a tailor of Maharashtra who earned a great reputation as poet and sainL There are 60 hymns of Nam Dev in the Adi Granth, but they do not correspond to bis hymns in the Marathi language. malai na /iichai pmmaio
Pure and splendrous He came As a waft of fragrance. No one saw Him come,
No one saw Him go. How can one describe Him, How claim to know the nature Of Him who has no lineage? The flight of birds in the sky, The way of fish in the water, Leave no trace for the eye. The beat from the heavens creates a mirage-A vision of water for the thirsty deer. These are all illusions As is kno"'ledge of the Lord of Namdev.
(Guj,fJ
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