You take pleasure in your children, spouse, friends and relatives; your emotional attachment to them is increasing.

You have planted the seeds of egotism, and the sprout of possessiveness has come up. You pass your life making sinful mistakes.

The cat of death, with his mouth wide-open, is watching you. You eat food, but you are still hungry.

Meditate in remembrance on the Merciful Lord of the World, O Nanak, in the Sat Sangat, the True Congregation. Know that the world is just a dream. ||4||

Section 42 - Swaiyas From The Mouth Of The Great Fifth Mehl - Part 004

Neither body, nor house, nor love last forever. You are intoxicated with Maya; how long will you be proud of them?

Neither crown, nor canopy, nor servants last forever. You do not consider in your heart that your life is passing away.

Neither chariots, nor horses, nor elephants or royal thrones shall last forever. In an instant, you will have to leave them, and depart naked.

Neither warrior, nor hero, nor king or ruler last forever; see this with your eyes.

Neither fortress, nor shelter, nor treasure will save you; doing evil deeds, you shall depart empty-handed.

Friends, children, spouses and friends - none of them last forever; they change like the shade of a tree.

God is the Perfect Primal Being, Merciful to the meek; each and every instant, meditate in remembrance on Him, the Inaccessible and Infinite.

O Great Lord and Master, servant Nanak seeks Your Sanctuary; please shower him with Your Mercy, and carry him across. ||5||

I have used up my breath of life, sold my self-respect, begged for charity, committed highway robbery, and dedicated my consciousness to the love and pursuit of acquiring wealth.

I have kept it secretly hidden from my friends, relatives, companions, children and siblings.

I ran around practicing falsehood, burning up my body and growing old.

I gave up good deeds, righteousness and Dharma, self-discipline, purity, religious vows and all good ways; I associated with the fickle Maya.

Beasts and birds, trees and mountains - in so many ways, I wandered lost in reincarnation.

I did not remember the Naam, the Name of the Lord, for a moment, or even an instant. He is the Master of the meek, the Lord of all life.

The food and drink, and the sweet and tasty dishes became totally bitter at the last moment.

O Nanak, I was saved in the Society of the Saints, at their feet; the others, intoxicated with Maya, have gone, leaving everything behind. ||6||

Brahma, Shiva, the Vedas and the silent sages sing the Glorious Praises of their Lord and Master with love and delight.

Indra, Vishnu and Gorakh, who come to earth and then go to heaven again, seek the Lord.

The Siddhas, human beings, gods and demons cannot find even a tiny bit of His Mystery.