Without meeting Him, I have no peace or tranquility; I cannot survive for a moment, even for an instant.

Entering the Sanctuary of the Lord's Holy Saints, O Nanak, my desires are fulfilled. ||2||

Chhant:

In the cool, autumn season, in the months of Assu and Katik, I am thirsty for the Lord.

Searching for the Blessed Vision of His Darshan, I wander around wondering, when will I meet my Lord, the treasure of virtue?

Without my Beloved Husband Lord, I find no peace, and all my necklaces and bracelets become cursed.

So beautiful, so wise, so clever and knowing; still, without the breath, it is just a body.

I look here and there, in the ten directions; my mind is so thirsty to meet God!

Prays Nanak, shower Your Mercy upon me; unite me with Yourself, O God, O treasure of virtue. ||5||

Shalok:

The fire of desire is cooled and quenched; my mind and body are filled with peace and tranquility.

O Nanak, I have met my Perfect God; the illusion of duality is dispelled. ||1||

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The Lord Himself sent His Holy Saints, to tell us that He is not far away.

O Nanak, doubt and fear are dispelled, chanting the Name of the all-pervading Lord. ||2||

Chhant:

In the cold season of Maghar and Poh, the Lord reveals Himself.

My burning desires were quenched, when I obtained the Blessed Vision of His Darshan; the fraudulent illusion of Maya is gone.

All my desires have been fulfilled, meeting the Lord face-to-face; I am His servant, I serve at His feet.

My necklaces, hair-ties, all decorations and adornments, are in singing the Glorious Praises of the unseen, mysterious Lord.

I long for loving devotion to the Lord of the Universe, and so the Messenger of Death cannot even see me.

Prays Nanak, God has united me with Himself; I shall never suffer separation from my Beloved again. ||6||

Shalok:

The happy soul bride has found the wealth of the Lord; her consciousness does not waver.

Joining together with the Saints, O Nanak, God, my Friend, has revealed Himself in my home. ||1||

With her Beloved Husband Lord, she enjoys millions of melodies, pleasures and joys.

The fruits of the mind's desires are obtained, O Nanak, chanting the Lord's Name. ||2||

Chhant:

The snowy winter season, the months of Maagh and Phagun, are pleasing and ennobling to the mind.

O my friends and companions, sing the songs of joy; my Husband Lord has come into my home.

My Beloved has come into my home; I meditate on Him in my mind. The bed of my heart is beautifully adorned.

The woods, the meadows and the three worlds have blossomed forth in their greenery; gazing upon the Blessed Vision of His Darshan, I am fascinated.

I have met my Lord and Master, and my desires are fulfilled; my mind chants His Immaculate Mantra.