Chaubolay

ਸੰਮਨ ਜਉ ਇਸ ਪ੍ਰੇਮ ਕੀ ਦਮ ਕਿੵਹੁ ਹੋਤੀ ਸਾਟ ॥

sa(n)man jau is prem kee dham kiyeh hotee saaT ||

O Samman, if one could buy this love with money,

ਰਾਵਨ ਹੁਤੇ ਸੁ ਰੰਕ ਨਹਿ ਜਿਨਿ ਸਿਰ ਦੀਨੇ ਕਾਟਿ ॥੧॥

raavan hute su ra(n)k neh jin sir dheene kaaT ||1||

then consider Raawan the king. He was not poor, but he could not buy it, even though he offered his head to Shiva. ||1||

ਪ੍ਰੀਤਿ ਪ੍ਰੇਮ ਤਨੁ ਖਚਿ ਰਹਿਆ ਬੀਚੁ ਨ ਰਾਈ ਹੋਤ ॥

preet prem tan khach rahiaa beech na raiee hot ||

My body is drenched in love and affection for the Lord; there is no distance at all between us.

ਚਰਨ ਕਮਲ ਮਨੁ ਬੇਧਿਓ ਬੂਝਨੁ ਸੁਰਤਿ ਸੰਜੋਗ ॥੨॥

charan kamal man bedhio boojhan surat sa(n)jog ||2||

My mind is pierced through by the Lotus Feet of the Lord. He is realized when one's intuitive consciousness is attuned to Him. ||2||

ਸਾਗਰ ਮੇਰ ਉਦਿਆਨ ਬਨ ਨਵ ਖੰਡ ਬਸੁਧਾ ਭਰਮ ॥ ਮੂਸਨ ਪ੍ਰੇਮ ਪਿਰੰਮ ਕੈ ਗਨਉ ਏਕ ਕਰਿ ਕਰਮ ॥੩॥

saagar mer udhiaan ban nav kha(n)dd basudhaa bharam || moosan prem pira(n)m kai ganau ek kar karam ||3||

I would cross the oceans, mountains, wilderness, forests and the nine regions of the earth in a single step, O Musan, for the Love of my Beloved. ||3||

ਮੂਸਨ ਮਸਕਰ ਪ੍ਰੇਮ ਕੀ ਰਹੀ ਜੁ ਅੰਬਰੁ ਛਾਇ ॥

moosan masakar prem kee rahee ju a(n)bar chhai ||

O Musan, the Light of the Lord's Love has spread across the sky;

ਬੀਧੇ ਬਾਂਧੇ ਕਮਲ ਮਹਿ ਭਵਰ ਰਹੇ ਲਪਟਾਇ ॥੪॥

beedhe baa(n)dhe kamal meh bhavar rahe lapaTai ||4||

I cling to my Lord, like the bumble bee caught in the lotus flower. ||4||

ਜਪ ਤਪ ਸੰਜਮ ਹਰਖ ਸੁਖ ਮਾਨ ਮਹਤ ਅਰੁ ਗਰਬ ॥

jap tap sa(n)jam harakh sukh maan mahat ar garab ||

Chanting and intense meditation, austere self-discipline, pleasure and peace, honor, greatness and pride

ਮੂਸਨ ਨਿਮਖਕ ਪ੍ਰੇਮ ਪਰਿ ਵਾਰਿ ਵਾਰਿ ਦੇਂਉ ਸਰਬ ॥੫॥

moosan nimakhak prem par vaar vaar dhe(n)au sarab ||5||

- O Musan, I would dedicate and sacrifice all these for a moment of my Lord's Love. ||5||

ਮੂਸਨ ਮਰਮੁ ਨ ਜਾਨਈ ਮਰਤ ਹਿਰਤ ਸੰਸਾਰ ॥

moosan maram na jaaniee marat hirat sa(n)saar ||

O Musan, the world does not understand the Mystery of the Lord; it is dying and being plundered.

ਪ੍ਰੇਮ ਪਿਰੰਮ ਨ ਬੇਧਿਓ ਉਰਝਿਓ ਮਿਥ ਬਿਉਹਾਰ ॥੬॥

prem pira(n)m na bedhio urajhio mith biauhaar ||6||

It is not pierced through by the Love of the Beloved Lord; it is entangled in false pursuits. ||6||

ਘਬੁ ਦਬੁ ਜਬ ਜਾਰੀਐ ਬਿਛੁਰਤ ਪ੍ਰੇਮ ਬਿਹਾਲ ॥

ghab dhab jab jaareeaai bichhurat prem bihaal ||

When someone's home and property are burnt, because of his attachment to them, he suffers in the sorrow of separation.

ਮੂਸਨ ਤਬ ਹੀ ਮੂਸੀਐ ਬਿਸਰਤ ਪੁਰਖ ਦਇਆਲ ॥੭॥

moosan tab hee mooseeaai bisarat purakh dhiaal ||7||

O Musan, when mortals forget the Merciful Lord God, then they are truly plundered. ||7||

ਜਾ ਕੋ ਪ੍ਰੇਮ ਸੁਆਉ ਹੈ ਚਰਨ ਚਿਤਵ ਮਨ ਮਾਹਿ ॥

jaa ko prem suaau hai charan chitav man maeh ||

Whoever enjoys the taste of the Lord's Love, remembers His Lotus Feet in his mind.

ਨਾਨਕ ਬਿਰਹੀ ਬ੍ਰਹਮ ਕੇ ਆਨ ਨ ਕਤਹੂ ਜਾਹਿ ॥੮॥

naanak birahee braham ke aan na katahoo jaeh ||8||

O Nanak, the lovers of God do not go anywhere else. ||8||

ਲਖ ਘਾਟੀਂ ਊਂਚੌ ਘਨੋ ਚੰਚਲ ਚੀਤ ਬਿਹਾਲ ॥

lakh ghaaTee(n) uoo(n)chau ghano cha(n)chal cheet bihaal ||

Climbing thousands of steep hillsides, the fickle mind becomes miserable.

ਨੀਚ ਕੀਚ ਨਿਮ੍ਰਿਤ ਘਨੀ ਕਰਨੀ ਕਮਲ ਜਮਾਲ ॥੯॥

neech keech nimirat ghanee karanee kamal jamaal ||9||

Look at the humble, lowly mud, O Jamaal: the beautiful lotus grows in it. ||9||

ਕਮਲ ਨੈਨ ਅੰਜਨ ਸਿਆਮ ਚੰਦ੍ਰ ਬਦਨ ਚਿਤ ਚਾਰ ॥

kamal nain a(n)jan siaam cha(n)dhr badhan chit chaar ||

My Lord has lotus-eyes; His Face is so beautifully adorned.

ਮੂਸਨ ਮਗਨ ਮਰੰਮ ਸਿਉ ਖੰਡ ਖੰਡ ਕਰਿ ਹਾਰ ॥੧੦॥

moosan magan mara(n)m siau kha(n)dd kha(n)dd kar haar ||10||

O Musan, I am intoxicated with His Mystery. I break the necklace of pride into bits. ||10||

ਮਗਨੁ ਭਇਓ ਪ੍ਰਿਅ ਪ੍ਰੇਮ ਸਿਉ ਸੂਧ ਨ ਸਿਮਰਤ ਅੰਗ ॥

magan bhio pria prem siau soodh na simarat a(n)g ||

I am intoxicated with the Love of my Husband Lord; remembering Him in meditation, I am not conscious of my own body.

ਪ੍ਰਗਟਿ ਭਇਓ ਸਭ ਲੋਅ ਮਹਿ ਨਾਨਕ ਅਧਮ ਪਤੰਗ ॥੧੧॥

pragaT bhio sabh loa meh naanak adham pata(n)g ||11||

He is revealed in all His Glory, all throughout the world. Nanak is a lowly moth at His Flame. ||11||