Vekh farida mitti khuli
Mitti uthay mitti dulli
Mitti hassay mitti rovey
Ant mitti da mitti hovay
Na kar bandeya meri meri
Na hai meri, na hai teri
Char dinan da mela duniya
Phir bangay mitti de dheri
Na kar ithay hera pheri
Mitti naal na dhoka kar tu
Too v mitti, zaat vi mitti
Zaat paat di gal na kar tu
Zaat sirf khuda di uchi
Baqi sab kuch mitti mitti
See Farida how they dig up soil (a grave)
To return what comes from soil
See Farida how soil laughs
See Farida how it smiles
What comes from the soil, becomes soil
Do not say ‘me’ and ‘mine’ my friend
It is neither yours nor mine
A fleeting carnival this world is
To the soil shall it all go back
In vain do you cheat and deceive my friend
Talking of caste and sect is futile
Caste is soil, and so are sects
Creation is the only truth
The rest is all soil
Baba Farid (12-13th century Punjab)
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