Kabir Das Poems – sain vin dard kareje hoy – English

Here is the English transalation of Kabir Das poem sain vin dard kareje hoy.

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.”

Reference: Project Gutenberg