Original · Devanagari
लगन जाल है काल प्रगटे कहो इसे किन सुरझाई री। सब सखियो हाय मन बिरहनि जिन यह लगन लगाई री॥ १ ॥ मति चित तन बावरी कर राखे नेही मन बिकलाइ री। योबन जर में जाय मेले जनु सीरी पवन मुहाई री॥ २ ॥ बाढे रोग कहा कहाँ सजनी भटके मरे तनु बाई री। घन लौं गरजनि लागति प्यारी मोर सुमन ललाई री॥ ३ ॥ पाँवे मारति ओलनि गोलनि सो जानी निठुराई री। देत जुवां ज्यों दाँव पहिल की फिर लूटि कुलत लगाई री॥ ४ ॥ करत फकीर अमीरन के सुत घर घर भीख मँगाई री। कृपानिवास परी गर मेरे इख दोभा सुखदाई री॥ ५ ॥ २० ॥
Fresh English translation
Attachment is a net in which death itself appears—tell me, who can untangle it? Alas, friends, it has made the mind a woman of separation. It turns reason, consciousness, and body mad and leaves the lover's heart distraught. Youth is cast into its fever as though a cooling breeze had been swept away. The sickness grows beyond telling; friend, the body wanders and dies in bewilderment. Thunder itself begins to sound dear, and the peacock-like mind longs for the raincloud. Attachment kicks, taunts, and strikes; only one who has suffered it knows its cruelty. Like a gambler it offers the first stake, then plunders everything and disgraces the family. It makes the sons of the rich into fakirs who beg from door to door. Says Kripanivasa: this two-natured love has fallen upon my house—terrible in pain, yet also the giver of bliss.