dyvgµDwrI ]

aucwrx dyv-gµDwrI

dhaevagandhhaaree ||

Dayv-Gandhaaree:

myro suµdru khhu imlY ikqu glI ]

aucwrx glI: polw bolo

maero sundhar kehahu milai kith galee ||

Tell me - on what path will I find my Beauteous Lord?

hir ky sMq bqwvhu mwrgu hm pICY lwig clI ]1] rhwau ]

aucwrx c`lI

har kae santh bathaavahu maarag ham peeshhai laag chalee ||1|| rehaao ||

O Saints of the Lord, show me the Way, and I shall follow. ||1||Pause||

ipRA ky bcn suKwny hIArY ieh cwl bnI hY BlI ]

aucwrx BlI: polw bolo

pria kae bachan sukhaanae heearai eih chaal banee hai bhalee ||

I cherish in my heart the Words of my Beloved; this is the best way.

lturI mDurI Twkur BweI Eh suµdir hir Fuil imlI ]1]

aucwrx lturI: polw bolo (ASuD: l-turI); mDurI: polw bolo (ASuD: m-DurI)

latturee madhhuree thaakur bhaaee ouh sundhar har dtul milee ||1||

The bride may be hunch-backed and short, but if she is loved by her Lord Master, she becomes beautiful, and she melts in the Lord's embrace. ||1||

eyko ipRau sKIAw sB ipRA kI jo BwvY ipr sw BlI ]

eaeko prio sakheeaa sabh pria kee jo bhaavai pir saa bhalee ||

There is only the One Beloved - we are all soul-brides of our Husband Lord. She who is pleasing to her Husband Lord is good.

nwnku grIbu ikAw krY ibcwrw hir BwvY iqqu rwih clI ]2]2]

aucwrx c`lI

naanak gareeb kiaa karai bichaaraa har bhaavai thith raahi chalee ||2||2||

What can poor, helpless Nanak do? As it pleases the Lord, so does he walk. ||2||2||