The mortal loses his honor, gathering sin and corruption.

But imbued with the Lord's Name, you shall go to your true home with honor.

God does whatever He wills.

One who abides in the Fear of God, becomes fearless, O my mother. ||4||

The woman desires beauty and pleasure.

But betel leaves, garlands of flowers and sweet tastes lead only to disease.

The more she plays and enjoys, the more she suffers in sorrow.

But when she enters into the Sanctuary of God, whatever she wishes comes to pass. ||5||

She wears beautiful clothes with all sorts of decorations.

But the flowers turn to dust, and her beauty leads her into evil.

Hope and desire have blocked the doorway.

Without the Naam, one's hearth and home are deserted. ||6||

O princess, my daughter, run away from this place!

Chant the True Name, and embellish your days.

Serve your Beloved Lord God, and lean on the Support of His Love.

Through the Word of the Guru's Shabad, abandon your thirst for corruption and poison. ||7||

My Fascinating Lord has fascinated my mind.

Through the Word of the Guru's Shabad, I have realized You, Lord.

Nanak stands longingly at God's Door.

I am content and satisfied with Your Name; please shower me with Your Mercy. ||8||1||

Basant, First Mehl:

The mind is deluded by doubt; it comes and goes in reincarnation.

It is lured by the poisonous lure of Maya.

It does not remain stable in the Love of the One Lord.

Like the fish, its neck is pierced by the hook. ||1||

The deluded mind is instructed by the True Name.

It contemplates the Word of the Guru's Shabad, with intuitive ease. ||1||Pause||

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The mind, deluded by doubt, buzzes around like a bumble bee.

The holes of the body are worthless, if the mind is filled with such great desire for corrupt passions.

It is like the elephant, trapped by its own sexual desire.

It is caught and held tight by the chains, and beaten on its head. ||2||

The mind is like a foolish frog, without devotional worship.

It is cursed and condemned in the Court of the Lord, without the Naam, the Name of the Lord.

He has no class or honor, and no one even mentions his name.

That person who lacks virtue - all of his pains and sorrows are his only companions. ||3||

His mind wanders out, and cannot be brought back or restrained.

Without being imbued with the sublime essence of the Lord, it has no honor or credit.

You Yourself are the Listener, Lord, and You Yourself are our Protector.

You are the Support of the earth; You Yourself behold and understand it. ||4||

When You Yourself make me wander, unto whom can I complain?

Meeting the Guru, I will tell Him of my pain, O my mother.