प्रेम ना बड़ी उपजाई, प्रेम ना हात बिकाय |
राजा प्रजा जोहि रुचे, शीश दिये ले जाए ||
Prem Na Badi Upjai, Prem Na Haat Bikaay |
Raaja Praja Johi Ruche, Sheesh Dei Le Jaay ||
One can’t reap harvest of love at one’s field. One can’t buy love at market place. He whosoever likes love, he may be a King or a common man, he should offer his head and become eligible to be a lover.
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