slok mÚ 1 ]

aucwrx slok mh`lw pihlw

salok ma 1 ||

Shalok, First Mehl:

vyil ipM\wieAw kiq vuxwieAw ]

vael pinnjaaeiaa kath vunaaeiaa ||

The cotton is ginned, woven and spun;

kit kuit kir KuMib cVwieAw ]

katt kutt kar khunb charraaeiaa ||

The cloth is laid out, washed and bleached white.

lohw vFy drjI pwVy sUeI Dwgw sIvY ]

lohaa vadtae dharajee paarrae sooee dhhaagaa seevai ||

The tailor cuts it with his scissors, and sews it with his thread.

ieau piq pwtI isPqI sIpY nwnk jIvq jIvY ]

eio path paattee sifathee seepai naanak jeevath jeevai ||

Thus, the torn and tattered honor is sewn up again, through the Lord's Praise, O Nanak, and one lives the true life.

hoie purwxw kpVu pwtY sUeI Dwgw gMFY ]

hoe puraanaa kaparr paattai sooee dhhaagaa gandtai ||

Becoming worn, the cloth is torn; with needle and thread it is sewn up again.

mwhu pKu ikhu clY nwhI GVI muhqu ikCu hµFY ]

aucwrx c`lY

maahu pakh kihu chalai naahee gharree muhath kishh handtai ||

It will not last for a month, or even a week. It barely lasts for an hour, or even a moment.

scu purwxw hovY nwhI sIqw kdy n pwtY ]

aucwrx sIqw: Bwrw krky

sach puraanaa hovai naahee seethaa kadhae n paattai ||

But the Truth does not grow old; and when it is stitched, it is never torn again.

nwnk swihbu sco scw iqcru jwpI jwpY ]1]

naanak saahib sacho sachaa thichar jaapee jaapai ||1||

O Nanak, the Lord and Master is the Truest of the True. While we meditate on Him, we see Him. ||1||