Yesterday I sung this beautiful Kabir poem, "I am crazy but I yours"
Practice on Piano - Jo Hum Baora
Practice on Piano - Jo Hum Baora
What do people know?
- Kabir
Silly religious marks on foreheads
Meditating with rosaries in their hands
Like devotion is some child's play
And they call me senseless
What do people know?
They cut living leaves,
They burn dead candles
They worship milk-stoned idols
What do people know?
What do people know?
Who I worship
And who I celebrate
are you, my dear love!
What do people know?
What do people know?
Only you, my love,
Know my secret!
Let people call me crazy!
- Kabir
Let people call me crazy!
- Kabir
Translated by Shiv
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