guVu kir igAwnu iDAwnu kir DwvY kir krxI ksu pweIAY ]
gurh kar gi-aan Dhi-aan kar Dhaavai kar karnee kas paa-ee-ai.
Make spiritual wisdom your molasses, and meditation your scented flowers; let good deeds be the herbs.

BwTI Bvnu pRym kw pocw iequ ris Aimau cuAweIAY ]1]
bhaathee bhavan paraym kaa pochaa it ras ami-o chu-aa-ee-ai. ||1||
Let devotional faith be the distilling fire, and your love the ceramic cup. Thus the sweet nectar of life is distilled. ||1||

bwbw mnu mqvwro nwm rsu pIvY shj rMg ric rihAw ]
baabaa man matvaaro naam ras peevai sahj rang rach rahi-aa.
O Baba, the mind is intoxicated with the Naam, drinking in its Nectar. It remains absorbed in the Lord's Love.

Aihinis bnI pRym ilv lwgI sbdu Anwhd gihAw ]1] rhwau ]
ahinis banee paraym liv laagee sabad anaahad gahi-aa. ||1|| rahaa-o.
Night and day, remaining attached to the Love of the Lord, the celestial music of the Shabad resounds. ||1||Pause||

pUrw swcu ipAwlw shjy iqsih pIAwey jw kau ndir kry ]
pooraa saach pi-aalaa sehjay tiseh pee-aa-ay jaa ka-o nadar karay.
The Perfect Lord naturally gives the cup of Truth, to the one upon whom He casts His Glance of Grace.

AMimRq kw vwpwrI hovY ikAw mid CUCY Bwau Dry ]2]
amrit kaa vaapaaree hovai ki-aa mad chhoochhai bhaa-o Dharay. ||2||
One who trades in this Nectar - how could he ever love the wine of the world? ||2||

gur kI swKI AMimRq bwxI pIvq hI prvwxu BieAw ]
gur kee saakhee amrit banee peevat hee parvaan bha-i-aa.
The Teachings of the Guru, the Ambrosial Bani - drinking them in, one becomes acceptable and renowned.

dr drsn kw pRIqmu hovY mukiq bYkuMTY krY ikAw ]3]
dar darsan kaa pareetam hovai mukat baikunthay karai ki-aa. ||3||
Unto the one who loves the Lord's Court, and the Blessed Vision of His Darshan, of what use is liberation or paradise? ||3||

isPqI rqw sd bYrwgI jUAY jnmu n hwrY ]
siftee rataa sad bairaagee joo-ai janam na haarai.
Imbued with the Lord's Praises, one is forever a Bairaagee, a renunciate, and one's life is not lost in the gamble.

khu nwnk suix BrQir jogI KIvw AMimRq DwrY ]4]4]38]
kaho naanak sun bharthar jogee kheevaa amrit Dhaarai. ||4||4||38||
Says Nanak, listen, O Bharthari Yogi: drink in the intoxicating nectar of the Lord. ||4||4||38||