Songs of Kabir - Part 52
When I am parted from my Beloved, my heart is full of misery: I have no comfort in the day, I have no sleep in the night. To whom shall I tell my sorrow?
The night is dark; the hours slip by. Because my Lord is absent, I start up and tremble with fear.
Kabir says: " Listen, my friend! there is no other satisfaction, save in the encounter with the Beloved. "
The night is dark; the hours slip by. Because my Lord is absent, I start up and tremble with fear.
Kabir says: " Listen, my friend! there is no other satisfaction, save in the encounter with the Beloved. "
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