gauVI pUrbI mhlw 5 ]

aucwrx gauVI pUrbI mh`lw pMjvw

gourree poorabee mehalaa 5 ||

Gauree Poorbee, Fifth Mehl:

myry mn srix pRBU suK pwey ]

maerae man saran prabhoo sukh paaeae ||

O my mind, in the Sanctuary of God, peace is found.

jw idin ibsrY pRwn suKdwqw so idnu jwq Ajwey ]1] rhwau ]

jaa dhin bisarai praan sukhadhaathaa so dhin jaath ajaaeae ||1|| rehaao ||

That day, when the Giver of life and peace is forgotten - that day passes uselessly. ||1||Pause||

eyk rYx ky pwhun qum Awey bhu jug Aws bDwey ]

eaek rain kae paahun thum aaeae bahu jug aas badhhaaeae ||

You have come as a guest for one short night, and yet you hope to live for many ages.

igRh mMdr sMpY jo dIsY ijau qrvr kI Cwey ]1]

grih mandhar sanpai jo dheesai jio tharavar kee shhaaeae ||1||

Households, mansions and wealth - whatever is seen, is like the shade of a tree. ||1||

qnu myrw sMpY sB myrI bwg imlK sB jwey ]

than maeraa sanpai sabh maeree baag milakh sabh jaaeae ||

My body, wealth, and all my gardens and property shall all pass away.

dyvnhwrw ibsirE Twkuru iKn mih hoq prwey ]2]

dhaevanehaaraa bisariou thaakur khin mehi hoth paraaeae ||2||

You have forgotten your Lord and Master, the Great Giver. In an instant, these shall belong to somebody else. ||2||

pihrY bwgw kir iesnwnw coAw cMdn lwey ]

pehirai baagaa kar eisanaanaa choaa chandhan laaeae ||

You wear white clothes and take cleansing baths, and anoint yourself with sandalwood oil.

inrBau inrµkwr nhI cIinAw ijau hsqI nwvwey ]3]

aucwrx nwvwey: 'n' Bwrw krky

nirabho nirankaar nehee cheeniaa jio hasathee naavaaeae ||3||

But you do not remember the Fearless, Formless Lord - you are like an elephant bathing in the mud. ||3||

jau hoie ikRpwl q siqguru mylY siB suK hir ky nwey ]

aucwrx nwey: polw bolo

jo hoe kirapaal th sathigur maelai sabh sukh har kae naaeae ||

When God becomes merciful, He leads you to meet the True Guru; all peace is in the Name of the Lord.

mukqu BieAw bµDn guir Koly jn nwnk hir gux gwey ]4]14]152]

aucwrx Koly: ksky bolo

mukath bhaeiaa bandhhan gur kholae jan naanak har gun gaaeae ||4||14||152||

The Guru has liberated me from bondage; servant Nanak sings the Glorious Praises of the Lord. ||4||14||152||