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Gond:

When her husband dies, the woman does not cry.

Someone else becomes her protector.

When this protector dies,

he falls into the world of hell hereafter, for the sexual pleasures he enjoyed in this world. ||1||

The world loves only the one bride, Maya.

She is the wife of all beings and creatures. ||1||Pause||

With her necklace around her neck, this bride looks beautiful.

She is poison to the Saint, but the world is delighted with her.

Adorning herself, she sits like a prostitute.

Cursed by the Saints, she wanders around like a wretch. ||2||

She runs around, chasing after the Saints.

She is afraid of being beaten by those blessed with the Guru's Grace.

She is the body, the breath of life, of the faithless cynics.

She appears to me like a blood-thirsty witch. ||3||

I know her secrets well

in His Mercy, the Divine Guru met me.

Says Kabeer, now I have thrown her out.

She clings to the skirt of the world. ||4||4||7||