gauVI ]

gourree ||

Gauree:

gj nv gj ds gj iekIs purIAw eyk qnweI ]

gaj nav gaj dhas gaj eikees pureeaa eaek thanaaee ||

Nine yards, ten yards, and twenty-one yards - weave these into the full piece of cloth;

swT sUq nv KMf bhqir pwtu lgo AiDkweI ]1]

aucwrx AiD-kweI

saath sooth nav khandd behathar paatt lago adhhikaaee ||1||

Take the sixty threads and add nine joints to the seventy-two on the loom. ||1||

geI bunwvn mwho ]

gee bunaavan maaho ||

Life weaves itself into its patterns.

Gr CoifAY jwie julwho ]1] rhwau ]

ghar shhoddiai jaae julaaho ||1|| rehaao ||

Leaving her home, the soul goes to the world of the weaver. ||1||Pause||

gjI n imnIAY qoil n qulIAY pwcnu syr AFweI ]

gajee n mineeai thol n thuleeai paachan saer adtaaee ||

This cloth cannot be measured in yards or weighed with weights; its food is two and a half measures.

jO kir pwcnu byig n pwvY Jgru krY Gr hweI ]2]

ja kar paachan baeg n paavai jhagar karai gharehaaee ||2||

If it does not obtain food right away, it quarrels with the master of the house. ||2||

idn kI bYT Ksm kI brks ieh bylw kq AweI ]

dhin kee baith khasam kee barakas eih baelaa kath aaee ||

How many days will you sit here, in opposition to your Lord and Master? When will this opportunity come again?

CUty kUMfy BIgY purIAw cilE julwho rIsweI ]3]

shhoottae koonddae bheegai pureeaa chaliou julaaho reesaaee ||3||

Leaving his pots and pans, and the bobbins wet with his tears, the weaver soul departs in jealous anger. ||3||

CoCI nlI qMqu nhI inksY n qr rhI aurJweI ]

shhoshhee nalee thanth nehee nikasai nathar rehee ourajhaaee ||

The wind-pipe is empty now; the thread of the breath does not come out any longer. The thread is tangled; it has run out.

Coif pswru eIhw rhu bpurI khu kbIr smJweI ]4]3]54]

shhodd pasaar eehaa rahu bapuree kahu kabeer samajhaaee ||4||3||54||

So renounce the world of form and substance while you remain here, O poor soul; says Kabeer: you must understand this! ||4||3||54||