Original Marathi from the Tukaram Gatha
मराठी मूळ
खोल ओले पडे तें पीक उत्तम । उथळाचा श्रम वांयां जाय ॥1॥
लटिक्याचे आह्मी नव्हों सांटेकरी । थीतें घाली भरी पदरीचें ॥ध्रु.॥
कोणा इहलोकीं पाहिजे पसारा । दंभ पोट भरायाचे चाडे ॥2॥
तुका ह्मणे कसीं अगी जें उतरे । तें चि येथें सरे जातिशुद्ध ॥3॥
Tukaram Gatha (Marathi Wikisource)
English Translation
Seed sown deep in moist soil yields the finest crop, while the shallow sower's labor is wasted. We are not hoarders of falsehood; the genuine one fills his lap with what is truly earned. Some want a grand display in this world, driven by hypocrisy and the desire to fill the belly. Says Tuka, only that which survives the test of fire is accepted here as pure gold.
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