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1Raag Basant, First Mehla, First House, Chau-Padhay, Dho-Thukay:

2One Universal Creator God. Truth Is The Name. Creative Being Personified. No Fear. No Hatred. Image Of The Undying. Beyond Birth. Self-Existent. By Guru's Grace:

3Among the months, blessed is this month, when spring always comes.

4Blossom forth, O my consciousness, contemplating the Lord of the Universe, forever and ever. ||1||

5O ignorant one, forget your egotistical intellect.

6Subdue your ego, and contemplate Him in your mind; gather in the virtues of the Sublime, Virtuous Lord. ||1||Pause||

7Karma is the tree, the Lord's Name the branches, Dharmic faith the flowers, and spiritual wisdom the fruit.

8Realization of the Lord are the leaves, and eradication of the pride of the mind is the shade. ||2||

9Whoever sees the Lord's Creative Power with his eyes, and hears the Guru's Bani with his ears, and utters the True Name with his mouth,

10attains the perfect wealth of honor, and intuitively focuses his meditation on the Lord. ||3||

11The months and the seasons come; see, and do your deeds.

12O Nanak, those Gurmukhs who remain merged in the Lord do not wither away; they remain green forever. ||4||1||

13First Mehla, Basant:

14The season of spring, so delightful, has come.

15Those who are imbued with love for You, O Lord, chant Your Name with joy.

16Whom else should I worship? At whose feet should I bow? ||1||

17I am the slave of Your slaves, O my Sovereign Lord King.

18O Life of the Universe, there is no other way to meet You. ||1||Pause||

19You have only One Form, and yet You have countless forms.

20Which one should I worship? Before which one should I burn incense?

21Your limits cannot be found. How can anyone find them?

22I am the slave of Your slaves, O my Sovereign Lord King. ||2||

23The cycles of years and the places of pilgrimage are Yours, O Lord.

24Your Name is True, O Transcendent Lord God.

25Your State cannot be known, O Eternal, Unchanging Lord God.

26Although You are unknown, still we chant Your Name. ||3||

27What can poor Nanak say?

28All people praise the One Lord.

29Nanak places his head on the feet of such people.

30I am a sacrifice to Your Names, as many as there are, O Lord. ||4||2||

31Basant, First Mehla:

32The kitchen is golden, and the cooking pots are golden.

33The lines marking the cooking square are silver.

34The water is from the Ganges, and the firewood is sanctified.

35The food is soft rice, cooked in milk. ||1||

36O my mind, these things are worthless,