barsai maygh sakhee ghar paahun aa-ay

rwgu mlwr mhlw 5 caupdy Gru 1(1266-5)
raag malaar mehlaa 5 cha-upday ghar 1
Raag Malaar, Fifth Mehl, Chau-Padas, First House:


ikAw qU socih ikAw qU icqvih ikAw qUM krih aupwey ]
ki-aa too socheh ki-aa too chitvahi ki-aa tooN karahi upaa-ay.
What are you so worried about? What are you thinking? What have you tried?

qw kau khhu prvwh kwhU kI ijh gopwl shwey ]1]
taa ka-o kahhu parvaah kaahoo kee jih gopaal sahaa-ay. ||1||
Tell me - the Lord of the Universe - who controls Him? ||1||

brsY myGu sKI Gir pwhun Awey ]
barsai maygh sakhee ghar paahun aa-ay.
The rain showers down from the clouds, O companion. The Guest has come into my home.

moih dIn ik®pw iniD Twkur nv iniD nwim smwey ]1] rhwau ]
mohi deen kirpaa niDh thaakur nav niDh naam samaa-ay. ||1|| rahaa-o.
I am meek; my Lord and Master is the Ocean of Mercy. I am absorbed in the nine treasures of the Naam, the Name of the Lord. ||1||Pause||

Aink pRkwr Bojn bhu kIey bhu ibMjn imstwey ]
anik parkaar bhojan baho kee-ay baho binjan mistaa-ay.
I have prepared all sorts of foods in various ways, and all sorts of sweet deserts.

krI pwkswl soc pivqRw huix lwvhu Bogu hir rwey ]2]
karee paaksaal soch pavitaraa hun laavhu bhog har raa-ay. ||2||
I have made my kitchen pure and sacred. Now, O my Sovereign Lord King, please sample my food. ||2||

dust ibdwry swjn rhsy ieih mMidr Gr Apnwey ]
dusat bidaaray saajan rahsay ihi mandir ghar apnaa-ay.
The villains have been destroyed, and my friends are delighted. This is Your Own Mansion and Temple, O Lord.

jau igRih lwlu rMgIE AwieAw qau mY siB suK pwey ]3]
ja-o garihi laal rangee-o aa-i-aa ta-o mai sabh sukh paa-ay. ||3||
When my Playful Beloved came into my household, then I found total peace. ||3||

sMq sBw Et gur pUry Duir msqik lyKu ilKwey ]
sant sabhaa ot gur pooray Dhur mastak laykh likhaa-ay.
In the Society of the Saints, I have the Support and Protection of the Perfect Guru; this is the pre-ordained destiny inscribed upon my forehead.

jn nwnk kMqu rMgIlw pwieAw iPir dUKu n lwgY Awey ]4]1]
jan naanak kant rangeelaa paa-i-aa fir dookh na laagai aa-ay. ||4||1||
Servant Nanak has found his Playful Husband Lord. He shall never suffer in sorrow again. ||4||1||