If I forget my Beloved, even for an instant, suffering overtakes me and peace departs.

Let that tongue be burnt in flames, which does not chant the Naam with love.

When the pitcher of the body bursts, there is terrible pain; those who are caught by the Minister of Death regret and repent. ||5||

Crying out, "Mine! Mine!", they have departed, but their bodies, their wealth, and their wives did not go with them.

Without the Name, wealth is useless; deceived by wealth, they have lost their way.

So serve the True Lord; become Gurmukh, and speak the Unspoken. ||6||

Coming and going, people wander through reincarnation; they act according to their past actions.

How can one's pre-ordained destiny be erased? It is written in accordance with the Lord's Will.

Without the Name of the Lord, no one can be saved. Through the Guru's Teachings, we are united in His Union. ||7||

Without Him, I have no one to call my own. My soul and my breath of life belong to Him.

May my egotism and possessiveness be burnt to ashes, and my greed and egotistical pride consigned to the fire.

O Nanak, contemplating the Shabad, the Treasure of Excellence is obtained. ||8||10||

Siree Raag, First Mehl:

O mind, love the Lord, as the lotus loves the water.

Tossed about by the waves, it still blossoms with love.

In the water, the creatures are created; outside of the water they die. ||1||

Section 05 - Siree Raag - Part 047

O mind, how can you be saved without love?

God permeates the inner beings of the Gurmukhs. They are blessed with the treasure of devotion. ||1||Pause||

O mind, love the Lord, as the fish loves the water.

The more the water, the more the happiness, and the greater the peace of mind and body.

Without water, she cannot live, even for an instant. God knows the suffering of her mind. ||2||

O mind, love the Lord, as the song-bird loves the rain.

The pools are overflowing with water, and the land is luxuriantly green, but what are they to her, if that single drop of rain does not fall into her mouth?

By His Grace, she receives it; otherwise, because of her past actions, she gives her head. ||3||

O mind, love the Lord, as the water loves the milk.

The water, added to the milk, itself bears the heat, and prevents the milk from burning.

God unites the separated ones with Himself again, and blesses them with true greatness. ||4||

O mind, love the Lord, as the chakvee duck loves the sun.

She does not sleep, for an instant or a moment; the sun is so far away, but she thinks that it is near.

Understanding does not come to the self-willed manmukh. But to the Gurmukh, the Lord is always close. ||5||

The self-willed manmukhs make their calculations and plans, but only the actions of the Creator come to pass.