1. Thai! Thai! Thai! Thai! Thai! Dummy!
See the ignorant (thamas) play of this puppet doll.
O soul (jiva), listen to the long long tale
Of its past, its future, behind and front!
2. It rolled at first in mushy mire
Of mother’s womb, its prison dark.
It came with a whimper, but all around
They smiled in joy and feasts galore.
3. “O tragedy! I am born again”,
It knew and wept, both loud and long.
But all the while, they caressed it
And laughed to raise a laugh!
4. In its own dirt it wallowed by day,
Without a sense of shame;
It rose and fell, at every step,
Acting daily a childish play.
5. It runs and skips with gangs of chums
And learns a hundred tricks and trades;
It grows so tall and thick and broad;
From year to year, very fast and fair.
6. It moves in pairs, and bills and coos
In rosy rainbow style;
It sings in tunes unheard before,
And quaffs the cup, unique and strange.
7. ’Tis Brahma who makes these dolls in pairs
And dolls and dolls in millions,
But this our puppet does not know
When it plays with dollies:
Thim! Thim! Thim!
8. This illusion (maya) doll, like the holy bull,
Has the slothful (thamas) rope in nostril hole;
Lust and anger are the scorpion whips
That whack the back of the slave.
9. It scans and spells, it scribbles and swots,
It does not know the reason why,
It runs in panic trying to glean
Fodder for belly, willy nilly.
10. It proudly pats; what? – its own back!
For beauty, brawn, vitality,
While all the time and step by step
It moves on toward senility.
11. It totters and blinks through wrinkles and folds;
And when the children cry, “Old Ape, Old Ape”,
It gapes and grins a toothless grin;
Its bones do clatter so!
12. Unto the last, it is lost in fear,
Wear and tear and many a tearsome fray!
Of what avail, O dummy doll, you gasp and groan,
Your needs must meet the doom.
13. Aha! The bird! It shakes its wings!
It flies out, brrrr, from out the cage of skin.
Empty, it tightens; vacant, it straightens;
O, drag it out of sight; it bloats and stinks.
14. The elements join their parents five;
The doll’s desires are dust and ash;
Why weep, you fools, when one of you
Falls on the crowded stage?
15. Uncles, cousins, aunts, and friends
March in gloom until door of the room!
The illusion (maya) doll, alas, forgot its kin,
The divine name, redeemer true!
16. O soul (jiva), don’t lean upon this slender reed;
Just a sneeze! This frail skin boat
Endowed with thrice three leaks
Will plunge you, middle stream!
17. This puppet weeps, it sleeps and wakes,
When the string is pulled by unseen hand
The Lord it is, who stands behind,
But the dummy swears, it is I, I, I.
18. Dharma, fate (karma) are the hardy strings
He tightens or He loosens.
Unaware, the puppet swaggers
Criss-cross, on the planks.
19. It takes the world as stable,
This silly strutting dummy!
A twinkle! He winds up the show!
Exit the pomp and pride!
20. O soul (jiva), you have waded
Through ant and snake and bird;
Seek and find without delay,
The road to lasting bliss!
21. Bless your luck! You now can see
Sai Krishna, He has come!
Be kin with him and you will know
Your what and why and how.
22. A million words so clever and nice,
Can they appease your hunger’s maw?
Light the lamp of the soul instead,
And, freed from bondage, run out and play.
23. This song that tells of dummy doll
Makes soul (jiva) sad and wise! I know;
But (jiva)! See the grand play (leela) of
Sathya Sai Nath and . . . know Thyself!