Tukaram Gatha Abhanga 557
Marathi Text
कोणाच्या आधारें करूं मी विचार । कोण देईल धीर माझ्या जीवा ॥१॥
शास्त्रज्ञ पंडित नव्हें मी वाचक । यातिशुद्ध एक ठाव नाहीं ॥२॥
कलियुगीं बहु कुशळ हे जन । छळितील गुण तुझे गातां ॥३॥
तुका म्हणे आतां दुरावितां जन । किंवा हें मरण भलें दोन्ही ॥५॥
Roman Script
1. Konaachya aadhaare karoo mee vichar, kon deil dheer majhya jeeva
2. Shaashradnya pandit navhe me vaachak, yaateesudha ek thaav nahee
3. Kaliyugee bahoo kushal he jan, chaliteel gun tujhe gaatee
4. Maj ha sandeh jhaala dohee sava, bhajan karoo deva kivha nako
5. Tuka mhane aata duraavita jan, kivha he maran bhale donhee.
Translation
1. Oh God! Now with whose support can I think about further progress in this pursuit of spirituality? Who will give me solace?
2. I am not a scientist. I am not a Pandit. I am not a very good reader also. I am from a low cast and I have no support from anyone.
3. In this Kaliyug all the people are great experts and very cunning. They will torture me even when I am engaged in your bhajan
4. Oh God! Now I have developed a big doubt about what shall I do now? Should I continue to worship you or not? Should I continue with my bhajan or not?
5. Oh God! Should I push these people away, or go and die along with them? Both options look equally good to me.
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