There is no water, no quilt or mattress, and no food there.

He receives no food there, no honor or water, no clothes or decorations.

The chain is put around his neck, and the Messenger of Death standing over his head strikes him; he cannot see the door of his home.

The seeds planted on this path do not sprout; bearing the weight of his sins upon his head, he regrets and repents.

Without the True Lord, no one is his friend; reflect upon this as true. ||3||

O Baba, they alone are known to truly weep and wail, who meet together and weep, chanting the Praises of the Lord.

Defrauded by Maya and worldly affairs, the weepers weep.

They weep for the sake of worldly affairs, and they do not wash off their own filth; the world is merely a dream.

Like the juggler, deceiving by his tricks, one is deluded by egotism, falsehood and illusion.

The Lord Himself reveals the Path; He Himself is the Doer of deeds.

Those who are imbued with the Naam, are protected by the Perfect Guru, O Nanak; they merge in celestial bliss. ||4||4||

Wadahans, First Mehl:

O Baba, whoever has come, will rise up and leave; this world is merely a false show.

One's true home is obtained by serving the True Lord; real Truth is obtained by being truthful.

By falsehood and greed, no place of rest is found, and no place in the world hereafter is obtained.

No one invites him to come in and sit down. He is like a crow in a deserted home.

Trapped by birth and death, he is separated from the Lord for such a long time; the whole world is wasting away.

Greed, worldly entanglements and Maya deceive the world. Death hovers over its head, and causes it to weep. ||1||

Section 12 - Raag Wadahans - Part 026

Come, O Baba, and Siblings of Destiny - let's join together; take me in your arms, and bless me with your prayers.

O Baba, union with the True Lord cannot be broken; bless me with your prayers for union with my Beloved.

Bless me with your prayers, that I may perform devotional worship service to my Lord; for those already united with Him, what is there to unite?

Some have wandered away from the Name of the Lord, and lost the Path. The Word of the Guru's Shabad is the true game.

Do not go on Death's path; remain merged in the Word of the Shabad, the true form throughout the ages.

Through good fortune, we meet such friends and relatives, who meet with the Guru, and escape the noose of Death. ||2||

O Baba, we come into the world naked, into pain and pleasure, according to the record of our account.

The call of our pre-ordained destiny cannot be altered; it follows from our past actions.

The True Lord sits and writes of ambrosial nectar, and bitter poison; as the Lord attaches us, so are we attached.