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R. C. Temple —Some Hindu Folksongs from the Punjab. [No. 3, 
Dekhat dekhat mar gae, 
Aur andhe kar liye nain. 
Bipr rup ka bhes kar, 
Jo ay a mere pas : 
Mam char’now par gir para, 
Jo puran hogayi as. 
Bahman babman karat hai n, 
Jo bahman uttam jat: 
Jo us’ka sim’ran kare, 
To sang rahe din rat. 
Alla Alla karat ham 
Jo zat us’ki bai pak : 
Bina prem rijhe nahm, 
Jo ghis-daro sab nak. 
A'l Muhammad hogayi, 
Aur kuchh nabm hul aulad: 
Jo qismat men likh diya, 
So sab pawew dad. 
Jo likha hai bhag m en t 
So pabile bi pahunchae : 
Balak rab’ta pet men, 
Aur dudh cbuncbi mew ae. 
’Ali Muhammad hogaye 
Jo bahut tha un’se lar : 
Akhir ko we bbi mare, 
Aur mitti mew diye gar. 
A brahman came to my door, 
Glad tidings the brahman told me. 
The brahman read the scripture, 
And told me good news : 
What care was in my mind 
Disappeared on hearing it. 
Much care have men taken 
And spent their days and nights: 
Watching they have died 
And made their eyes blind. 
He put on a brahman’s form 
Who came to me: 
I fell at his feet 
As my desire was fulfilled. 
They call him brahman 
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Panjab. 
