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1Engrossed in sexual desire, anger and egotism, he wanders around insane.

2When the Messenger of Death hits him on the head with his club, then he regrets and repents.

3Without the Perfect, Divine Guru, he roams around like Satan. ||9||

4Shalok:

5Power is fraudulent, beauty is fraudulent, and wealth is fraudulent, as is pride of ancestry.

6One may gather poison through deception and fraud, O Nanak, but without the Lord, nothing shall go along with him in the end. ||1||

7Beholding the bitter melon, he is deceived, since it appears so pretty

8But it is not worth even a shell, O Nanak; the riches of Maya will not go along with anyone. ||2||

9Pauree:

10It shall not go along with you when you depart - why do you bother to collect it?

11Tell me, why do you try so hard to acquire that which you must leave behind in the end?

12Forgetting the Lord, how can you be satisfied? Your mind cannot be pleased.

13One who forsakes God, and attaches himself to another, shall be immersed in hell.

14Be kind and compassionate to Nanak, O Lord, and dispel his fear. ||10||

15Shalok:

16Princely pleasures are not sweet; sensual enjoyments are not sweet; the pleasures of Maya are not sweet.

17The Saadh Sangat, the Company of the Holy, is sweet, O slave Nanak; the Blessed Vision of God's Darshan is sweet. ||1||

18I have enshrined that love which drenches my soul.

19I have been pierced by the Truth, O Nanak; the Master seems so sweet to me. ||2||

20Pauree:

21Nothing seems sweet to His devotees, except the Lord.

22All other tastes are bland and insipid; I have tested them and seen them.

23Ignorance, doubt and suffering are dispelled, when the Guru becomes one's advocate.

24The Lord's lotus feet have pierced my mind, and I am dyed in the deep crimson color of His Love.

25My soul, breath of life, body and mind belong to God; all falsehood has left me. ||11||

26Shalok:

27Leaving the water, the fish cannot live; the rainbird cannot live without the raindrops from the clouds.

28The deer is enticed by the sound of the hunter's bell, and shot through with the arrow; the bumble bee is entangled in the fragrance of the flowers.

29The Saints are entranced by the Lord's lotus feet; O Nanak, they desire nothing else. ||1||

30Show me Your face, for even an instant, Lord, and I will not give my consciousness to any other.

31My life is with the Lord Master, O Nanak, the Friend of the Saints. ||2||

32Pauree:

33How can the fish live without water?

34Without the raindrops, how can the rainbird be satisfied?

35The deer, entranced by the sound of the hunter's bell, runs straight to him;

36the bumble bee is greedy for the flower's fragrance; finding it, he traps himself in it.

37Just so, the humble Saints love the Lord; beholding the Blessed Vision of His Darshan, they are satisfied and satiated. ||12||

38Shalok:

39They contemplate the Lord's lotus feet; they worship and adore Him with each and every breath.

40They do not forget the Name of the imperishable Lord; O Nanak, the Transcendent Lord fulfills their hopes. ||1||

41He is woven into the fabric of my mind; He is not outside of it, even for an instant.

42O Nanak, the True Lord and Master fulfills my hopes, and always watches over me. ||2||

43Pauree:

44My hopes rest in You, O Lord of the universe; please, fulfill them.

45Meeting with the Lord of the world, the Lord of the universe, I shall never grieve.

46Grant me the Blessed Vision of Your Darshan, the desire of my mind, and my worries shall be over.