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The mortal eats the food which he has carefully prepared, and then steals the wealth of others. His inner being is filled with falsehood and pride.

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He knows nothing of the Vedas or the Shaastras; his mind is gripped by pride. ||2||

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He says his evening prayers, and observes all the fasts, but this is all just a show.

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God made him stray from the path, and sent him into the wilderness. All his actions are useless. ||3||

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He alone is a spiritual teacher, and he alone is a devotee of Vishnu and a scholar, whom the Lord God blesses with His Grace.

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Serving the True Guru, he obtains the supreme status and saves the whole world. ||4||

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What can I say? I don't know what to say. As God wills, so do I speak.

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I ask only for the dust of the feet of the Saadh Sangat, the Company of the Holy. Servant Nanak seeks their Sanctuary. ||5||2||

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Saarang, Fifth Mehl:

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Now, my dancing is over.

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I have intuitively obtained my Darling Beloved. Through the Word of the True Guru's Teachings, I found Him. ||1||Pause||

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The virgin speaks with her friends about her husband and they laugh together;

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but when he comes home, she becomes shy, and modestly covers her face. ||1||

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When gold is melted in the crucible, it flows freely everywhere.

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But when it is made into pure solid bars of gold, then it remains stationary. ||2||

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As long as the days and the nights of one's life last, the clock strikes the hours, minutes and seconds.

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But when the gong player gets up and leaves, the gong is not sounded again. ||3||

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When the pitcher is filled with water, the water contained within it seems distinct.

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Says Nanak, when the pitcher is emptied out, the water mingles again with water. ||4||3||

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Saarang, Fifth Mehl:

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Now if he is asked, what can he say?

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He was supposed to have gathered the sublime essence of the Ambrosial Naam, the Name of the Lord, but instead, the mad-man was busy with poison. ||1||Pause||

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This human life, so difficult to obtain, was finally obtained after such a long time. He is losing it in exchange for a shell.

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He came to buy musk, but instead, he has loaded dust and thistle grass. ||1||

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He comes in search of profits, but he is entangled in the enticing illusion of Maya.

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He loses the jewel, in exchange for mere glass. When will he have this blessed opportunity again? ||2||

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He is full of sins, and he has not even one redeeming virtue. Forsaking his Lord and Master, he is involved with Maya, God's slave.

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And when the final silence comes, like inanimate matter, he is caught like a thief at the door. ||3||

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I cannot see any other way out. I seek the Sanctuary of the Lord's slaves.

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Says Nanak, the mortal is emancipated, only when all his demerits and faults are erased and eradicated. ||4||4||

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Saarang, Fifth Mehl:

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O mother, my patience is gone. I am in love with my Husband Lord.

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There are so many kinds of incomparable pleasures, but I am not interested in any of them. ||1||Pause||

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Night and day, I utter, "Pri-a, Pri-a - Beloved, Beloved" with my mouth. I cannot sleep, even for an instant; I remain awake and aware.

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Necklaces, eye make-up, fancy clothes and decorations - without my Husband Lord, these are all poison to me. ||1||

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