Leave behind this world's false fray,
Leave behind this world's false fray,
Thus spoke Kabir, the devotee,
In a single breath, they'll ferry,
Through the waves, Raghuvir of Tulsi's plea.
Leave behind this world's false fray.
This life, a maze of winding ways,
Seek the true name of the Lord above,
This life, a maze of winding ways,
Seek the true name of the Lord above,
Enshrine Him deep within your soul today,
O servant, with the Guru's name.
With the Guru's name.
Surdas's Shyam will surely heal,
Surdas's Shyam will surely heal,
The pain of countless lives unspilled.
Leave behind this world's false fray.
Yours and mine, a daily chase,
Yet nothing truly yours remains,
Yours and mine, a daily chase,
Yet nothing truly yours remains,
A game of dust, this fleeting space,
To dust, it all returns again.
A game of dust, this fleeting space,
To dust, it all returns again.
Mirabai's songs, they softly call,
Mirabai's songs, they softly call,
To teach us all how to melt and fall.
Leave behind this world's false fray,
Thus spoke Kabir, the devotee,
In a single breath, they'll ferry,
Through the waves, Raghuvir of Tulsi's plea.
Leave behind this world's false fray.
This life, a maze of winding ways,
Seek the true name of the Lord above,
This life, a maze of winding ways,
Seek the true name of the Lord above,
Enshrine Him deep within your soul today,
O servant, with the Guru's name.
With the Guru's name.
Surdas's Shyam will surely heal,
Surdas's Shyam will surely heal,
The pain of countless lives unspilled.
Leave behind this world's false fray,
Leave behind this world's false fray.
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