Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
How fine your turban looks, and how sweet your speech!
Yet why should there be invaders here, in the holy city?
The verse mixes warm admiration ("how handsome... how sweet is your speech") with a note of lament — "why are there Moghals in the holy city?" Even in the intimate dialogue, the shadow of the times intrudes: the presence of invaders in a sacred place. Naam Dayv holds both at once — delight in the Beloved and sorrow at the world's disorder — the way real love always holds joy and grief together, bringing even the world's troubles into the conversation with the One.
Can you bring both your delight and your sorrow about the world into the same honest conversation?
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