The Life is lost in tangle and tangle
The life is lost in tangle and tangle.
In the bonds of rule and service, the ties of father and son: witless thou hast wandered out of the way.
The knot of Maya has tightened: no jerk can break it.
Thou hast not sung the praises of Hari nor sought the companionship of Sants: now thou art held midway in suspense.
Though many tricks he shows the crowd, the juggler is not quit of covetousness.
O Sur Das, why praise it, if for milk there is only water in the pitcher?
In the bonds of rule and service, the ties of father and son: witless thou hast wandered out of the way.
The knot of Maya has tightened: no jerk can break it.
Thou hast not sung the praises of Hari nor sought the companionship of Sants: now thou art held midway in suspense.
Though many tricks he shows the crowd, the juggler is not quit of covetousness.
O Sur Das, why praise it, if for milk there is only water in the pitcher?
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