BolwvVY BulI Buil Buil pCoqwxI ]
bholaavarhai bhulee bhul bhul pachhotaanee.
Deluded by doubt, misled and confused, the soul-bride later regrets and repents.

ipir CoifAVI suqI ipr kI swr n jwxI ]
pir chhodi-arhee sutee pir kee saar na jaanee.
Abandoning her Husband Lord, she sleeps, and does not appreciate His Worth.

ipir CofI suqI Avgix muqI iqsu Dn ivDx rwqy ]
pir chhodee sutee avgan mutee tis Dhan viDhan raatay.
Leaving her Husband Lord, she sleeps, and is plundered by her faults and demerits. The night is so painful for this bride.

kwim k®oiD AhMkwir ivguqI haumY lgI qwqy ]
kaam kroDh aha^Nkaar vigutee ha-umai lagee taatay.
Sexual desire, anger and egotism destroy her. She burns in egotism.

aufir hMsu cilAw PurmwieAw BsmY Bsm smwxI ]
udar hans chali-aa furmaa-i-aa bhasmai bhasam samaanee.
When the soul-swan flies away, by the Command of the Lord, her dust mingles with dust.

nwnk scy nwm ivhUxI Buil Buil pCoqwxI ]1]
naanak sachay naam vihoonee bhul bhul pachhotaanee. ||1||
O Nanak, without the True Name, she is confused and deluded, and so she regrets and repents. ||1||

suix nwh ipAwry iek byn�qI myrI ]
sun naah pi-aaray ik baynantee mayree.
Please listen, O my Beloved Husband Lord, to my one prayer.

qU inj Gir visAVw hau ruil BsmY FyrI ]
too nij ghar vasi-arhaa ha-o rul bhasmai dhayree.
You dwell in the home of the self deep within, while I roll around like a dust-ball.

ibnu Apny nwhY koie n cwhY ikAw khIAY ikAw kIjY ]
bin apnay naahai ko-ay na chaahai ki-aa kahee-ai ki-aa keejai.
Without my Husband Lord, no one likes me at all; what can I say or do now?

AMimRq nwmu rsn rsu rsnw gur sbdI rsu pIjY ]
amrit naam rasan ras rasnaa gur sabdee ras peejai.
The Ambrosial Naam, the Name of the Lord, is the sweetest nectar of nectars. Through the Word of the Guru's Shabad, with my tongue, I drink in this nectar.

ivxu nwvY ko sMig n swQI AwvY jwie GnyrI ]
vin naavai ko sang na saathee aavai jaa-ay ghanayree.
Without the Name, no one has any friend or companion; millions come and go in reincarnation.

nwnk lwhw lY Gir jweIAY swcI scu miq qyrI ]2]
naanak laahaa lai ghar jaa-ee-ai saachee sach mat tayree. ||2||
Nanak: the profit is earned and the soul returns home. True, true are Your Teachings. ||2||