SGGSAng 808Raag BilavalMahalla 511 linesGuru Arjan Dev Ji

iblwvlu mhlw 5 ]

aucwrx iblwvlu mh`lw pMjvw

bilaaval mehalaa 5 ||

Bilaaval, Fifth Mehl:

lwl rMgu iqs kau lgw ijsky vfBwgw ]

laal rang this ko lagaa jis kae vaddabhaagaa ||

One is dyed in the color of the Lord's Love, by great good fortune.

mYlw kdy n hoveI nh lwgY dwgw ]1]

mailaa kadhae n hovee neh laagai dhaagaa ||1||

This color is never muddied; no stain ever sticks to it. ||1||

pRBu pwieAw suKdweIAw imilAw suK Bwie ]

prabh paaeiaa sukhadhaaeeaa miliaa sukh bhaae ||

He finds God, the Giver of peace, with feelings of joy.

shij smwnw BIqry CoifAw nh jwie ]1] rhwau ]

sehaj samaanaa bheetharae shhoddiaa neh jaae ||1|| rehaao ||

The Celestial Lord blends into his soul, and he can never leave Him. ||1||Pause||

jrw mrw nh ivAwpeI iPir dUKu n pwieAw ]

aucwrx jrw: polw bolo

jaraa maraa neh viaapee fir dhookh n paaeiaa ||

Old age and death cannot touch him, and he shall not suffer pain again.

pI AMimRqu AwGwinAw guir Amru krwieAw ]2]

aucwrx AwGwinAw: 'g'-'G' dI sWJI Avwj

pee anmrith aaghaaniaa gur amar karaaeiaa ||2||

Drinking in the Ambrosial Nectar, he is satisfied; the Guru makes him immortal. ||2||

so jwnY ijin cwiKAw hir nwmu Amolw ]

so jaanai jin chaakhiaa har naam amolaa ||

He alone knows its taste, who tastes the Priceless Name of the Lord.

kImiq khI n jweIAY ikAw kih muiK bolw ]3]

keemath kehee n jaaeeai kiaa kehi mukh bolaa ||3||

Its value cannot be estimated; what can I say with my mouth? ||3||

sPl drsu qyrw pwrbRhm gux iniD qyrI bwxI ]

aucwrx pwr-bRhm: 'bR' dulwvw rihq bolo; in`iD

safal dharas thaeraa paarabreham gun nidhh thaeree baanee ||

Fruitful is the Blessed Vision of Your Darshan, O Supreme Lord God. The Word of Your Bani is the treasure of virtue.

pwvau DUir qyry dws kI nwnk kurbwxI ]4]3]33]

paavo dhhoor thaerae dhaas kee naanak kurabaanee ||4||3||33||

Please bless me with the dust of the feet of Your slaves; Nanak is a sacrifice. ||4||3||33||