Lyrics
karma phale āse saba nānā veśa dhari veśete majiyā thāke bhuliyā śrī hari
ataeva māyā tāre deya bahu duḥkha duḥkhe hābuḍubu tabu tāhe māne sukha
cīra rogī duḥkha bhogī śayyāte śuiyā bhālo āchi āja kohe hāsiyā hāsiyā
hāsi pāy tār “bhālo thākāra” kathāy māyā baddha jīvera bhālo ei bhāve hoy
Translation
By the fruits of action, all souls come down and adopt a body. Immersed in that dress of the body, they forget Sri Hari.
Therefore, illusion give them great misery and suffering. As they are immersed and resubmerged in this misery, they think it is happiness.
A chronic patient suffering great pain lies upon his bed laughs and smiles, “I am doing well, today!”
I get amused by their “I’m doing well” talk. For the illusion-bound spirit soul, this is what “fine” means to them.