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Lyrics of Kabira Roye Ya Muskuraye
kabir khada bazar mein
sab ki mange khir
na to kisi se dosti
na to kisi se bair
arey ho ho ho ho
ek jagah phul khile aur
khilate hi murjhaye
ek jagah ek phul khile aur
khilate hi murjhaye
is do rangi duniya ka ye raaj
samjh na aaye
kabira roye ya muskaaye
kabira roye ya muskaaye
arey ho ho ho
ek dhan vale bazigar ne
tajmahal banvaya
jisko nirdhan karigar ne
apna khoon pilaya
mehnat ke badale me usne
hath apne katvaye
kabira roye ya muskaaye
kabira roye ya muskaaye
arey ho ho ho
chir ke is dharti ka sina
bij kisi ne boya
na din ko aaram kiya na
raat ko palbhar soya
khet pakke to uske dane
aur koi kha jaye
kabira roye ya muskaaye
kabira roye ya muskaaye
arey ho ho ho
badi purani ho gayi duniya
aao ise jala de
jal jaye to rakh se is ki
duniya nayi basa de
sab ka sathi is duniya ka
har banda kahlaye
kabira dekh dekh muskaaye
kabira dekh dekh muskaaye
kabira dekh dekh muskaaye
Poetic Translation - Lyrics of Kabira Roye Ya Muskuraye
In the market square, Kabir stands,
Wishing well on all, with open hands.
Friend to none, nor foe to be,
A neutral heart, eternally.
Ah, ho, ho, ho.
A bloom unfurls, then fades so fast,
One moment bright, the next surpassed.
This world of duplicity, a shadowed art,
Why it blooms and breaks, tears the heart.
Does Kabir weep, or smile with grace?
Does Kabir weep, or wear a smiling face?
Ah, ho, ho, ho.
A wealthy player built a tomb,
A Taj Mahal, dispelling gloom.
The craftsman poor, his lifeblood bled,
For labor’s cost, his hands were shed.
For their toil, they paid the price,
Does Kabir weep, or smile with ice?
Does Kabir weep, or smile with grace?
Ah, ho, ho, ho.
A seed was sown, the earth was cleft,
No rest by day, nor night was left.
The farmer toiled, the harvest near,
Yet others reap, and hold it dear.
The fruits of labor, someone else's gain,
Does Kabir weep, or smile through pain?
Does Kabir weep, or smile with grace?
Ah, ho, ho, ho.
The world grows old, its story spun,
Let fire consume, what’s been outrun.
From ashes rise, a world anew,
Where all are kin, and love is true.
Each soul a friend, in unity's sway,
Kabir watches, smiles this day.
Kabir watches, smiles this day.
Kabir watches, smiles this day.
This Poetic Translation, in English, has been provided mainly for those users who do not understand Hindi. This is a basic translation and could have minor mistakes. Thanks.
