184 R. C. Temple— Some Hindu Folksongs from the Punjab. [No. 8, 
Sab begane, koi nahiw ap’na; 
Yeh jag sara rain ka sap’na. 
Jo kar’ni kar lo, hai sangi, 
Dut jab a pak’rega Frangi. 
Woman. 
Jogi. 
Woman. 
Jogi. 
Woman. 
Jogi . 
Woman. 
Jogi. 
His mind and body are the same : 
What does he know of other’s love ? 
You are a skittish beauty : 
Why do you disgrace the Jogi F 
I (only) came to see you, 
I do not wish for anything else. 
You brought sweets for me, 
That my lust might increase. 
I have no second object; 
Say and I will take the name of Bhag’wan. 
Sit down here and take your rest, 
Call always on the name of Bhag’wan. 
This is the custom of this world : 
No one has love for any one. 
Every one desires what he sees, 
No one is of benefit to all. 
Have patience and do you thus, 
Repeat the name of Bhag’wan. 
In the end you must go to him, 
No one can be saved in this world. 
Forget not, keep him in remembrance, * 
For this you have reason. 
All are strangers, no one is a friend; 
This world is all a dream of the night. 
Your duty is your companion, 
When the Angel of Death takes you. 
Panjab . 
Notes. 
This song is purely Hindi, but is known everywhere in the Pan jab. 
Andar bahar eld hi rit: lit., inside and outside he is one custom : his 
mind and body are the same. 
Khwar kar'na, to disgrace ; bring into disrepute. 
Jis se Mm mera barhjai : that my lust might be increased, kam, 
lust : Kama, Cupid, the Hindu god of love. 
Bhag'wan, the Blest: the Supreme Being : God. 
JJdhe nikat : lit., near him. 
