Bagiya bagiya balak bhage
Tettli phir bhi haath na lage
From garden to garden the the deluded human roams,
And yet the butterfly proves to be ever elusive
(the butterfly is a powerful metaphor for the vibrancy of life's names and forms that attract us)
Is pagle ko kaun bataye dhoond raha jo tu jag mein
koi jo paaye man mein hi paaye
Who will explain to this deluded soul, that what you seek in this world, if anyone ever were to discover it, you will discover in your own mind (it is not to be found extrinsic to you)
Sapno se bhare naina To neend hai chaina
In eyes that are filled with dreams there is neither sleep nor peace
Door se hi sagar jise har koi maane
Pani hai woh ya reth hai yeh kaun jaane
From far what everyone is convinced is the sea - is it water, or is it sand (mirage), no one really knows..
Jaise ke din se rain alag hai
Sukh hai alag hai aur chain alag hai
As different is the day from night so is happiness from pleasure.
Per yeh jo dekhe woh nain alag haiChain to apna sukh hai paraye
A different vision is required to see that happiness is within oneself, and pleasure is always in the other.