Shabad Hazaaray Translations.

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Gurfateh Sangat Ji................

Here is another part of gurbani translations......This time it is Shabad Hazaaray Translations............

maajh mehlaa 5 cha-upday ghar 1.

Maajh, Fifth Mehl, Chau-Padas, First House

mayraa man lochai gur darsan taa-ee.

My mind longs for the Blessed Vision of the Guru's Darshan

bilap karay chaatrik kee ni-aa-ee.

It cries out like the thirsty song-bird

tarikhaa na utrai saaNt na aavai bin darsan sant pi-aaray jee-o.

My thirst is not quenched, and I can find no peace, without the Blessed Vision of the Beloved Saint.

ha-o gholee jee-o ghol ghumaa-ee gur darsan sant pi-aaray jee-o.

I am a sacrifice, my soul is a sacrifice, to the Blessed Vision of the Beloved Saint Guru

tayraa mukh suhaavaa jee-o sahj Dhun banee.

Your Face is so Beautiful, and the Sound of Your Words imparts intuitive wisdom

chir ho-aa daykhay saaringpaanee.

It is so long since this rainbird has had even a glimpse of water

Dhan so days jahaa tooN vasi-aa mayray sajan meet muraaray jee-o.

Blessed is that land where You dwell, O my Friend and Intimate Divine Guru

ha-o gholee ha-o ghol ghumaa-ee gur sajan meet muraaray jee-o.

I am a sacrifice, I am forever a sacrifice, to my Friend and Intimate Divine Guru

ik gharhee na miltay taa kalijug hotaa.

When I could not be with You for just one moment, the Dark Age of Kali Yuga dawned for me

hun kad milee-ai pari-a tuDh bhagvantaa.

When will I meet You, O my Beloved Lord?

mohi rain na vihaavai need na aavai bin daykhay gur darbaaray jee-o.

I cannot endure the night, and sleep does not come, without the Sight of the Beloved Guru's Court

ha-o gholee jee-o ghol ghumaa-ee tis sachay gur darbaaray jee-o.

I am a sacrifice, my soul is a sacrifice, to that True Court of the Beloved Guru

bhaag ho-aa gur sant milaa-i-aa.

By good fortune, I have met the Saint Guru.

parabh abhinaasee ghar meh paa-i-aa.

I have found the Immortal Lord within the home of my own self.

sayv karee pal chasaa na vichhurhaa jan naanak daas tumaaray jee-o.

I will now serve You forever, and I shall never be separated from You, even for an instant. Servant Nanak is Your slave, O Beloved Master

ha-o gholee jee-o ghol ghumaa-ee jan naanak daas tumaaray jee-o. rahaa-o.

I am a sacrifice, my soul is a sacrifice; servant Nanak is Your slave, Lord

Dhanaasree mehlaa 1 ghar 1 cha-upday

Dhanaasaree, First Mehl, First House, Chau-Padas

ik-oNkaar sat naam kartaa purakh nirbha-o nirvair akaal moorat ajoonee saibhaN gur parsaad.

One Universal Creator God. Truth Is The Name. Creative Being Personified. No Fear. No Hatred. Image Of The Undying. Beyond Birth. Self-Existent. By Guru's Grace

jee-o darat hai aapnaa kai si-o karee pukaar.

My soul is afraid; to whom should I complain?

dookh visaaran sayvi-aa sadaa sadaa daataar.

I serve Him, who makes me forget my pains; He is the Giver, forever and ever

saahib mayraa neet navaa sadaa sadaa daataar.

My Lord and Master is forever new; He is the Giver, forever and ever

an-din saahib sayvee-ai ant chhadaa-ay so-ay.

Night and day, I serve my Lord and Master; He shall save me in the end

sun sun mayree kaamnee paar utaaraa ho-ay.

Hearing and listening, O my dear sister, I have crossed over

da-i-aal tayrai naam taraa.

O Merciful Lord, Your Name carries me across

sad kurbaanai jaa-o.

I am forever a sacrifice to You

sarbaN saachaa ayk hai doojaa naahee ko-ay.

In all the world, there is only the One True Lord; there is no other at all.

taa kee sayvaa so karay jaa ka-o nadar karay.

He alone serves the Lord, upon whom the Lord casts His Glance of Grace

tuDh baajh pi-aaray kayv rahaa.

Without You, O Beloved, how could I even live?

saa vadi-aa-ee deh jit naam tayray laag rahaaN.

Bless me with such greatness, that I may remain attached to Your Name

doojaa naahee ko-ay jis aagai pi-aaray jaa-ay kahaa.

There is no other, O Beloved, to whom I can go and speak

sayvee saahib aapnaa avar na jaachaN-o ko-ay.

I serve my Lord and Master; I ask for no other

naanak taa kaa daas hai bind bind chukh chukh ho-ay.

Nanak is His slave; moment by moment, bit by bit, he is a sacrifice to Him

saahib tayray naam vitahu bind bind chukh chukh ho-ay.

O Lord Master, I am a sacrifice to Your Name, moment by moment, bit by bit

tilang mehlaa 1 ghar 3

Tilang, First Mehl, Third House

ik-oNkaar satgur parsaad.

One Universal Creator God. By The Grace Of The True Guru

ih tan maa-i-aa paahi-aa pi-aaray leet-rhaa lab rangaa-ay.

This body fabric is conditioned by Maya, O beloved; this cloth is dyed in greed.

mayrai kant na bhaavai cholrhaa pi-aaray ki-o Dhan sayjai jaa-ay.

My Husband Lord is not pleased by these clothes, O Beloved; how can the soul-bride go to His bed?

haN-u kurbaanai jaa-o miharvaanaa haN-u kurbaanai jaa-o.

I am a sacrifice, O Dear Merciful Lord; I am a sacrifice to You.

haN-u kurbaanai jaa-o tinaa kai lain jo tayraa naa-o.

I am a sacrifice to those who take to Your Name.

lain jo tayraa naa-o tinaa kai haN-u sad kurbaanai jaa-o.

Unto those who take to Your Name, I am forever a sacrifice

kaa-i-aa ranyan jay thee-ai pi-aaray paa-ee-ai naa-o majeeth.

If the body becomes the dyer's vat, O Beloved, and the Name is placed within it as the dye,

ranyan vaalaa jay ranyai saahib aisaa rang na deeth. |

and if the Dyer who dyes this cloth is the Lord Master - O, such a color has never been seen before

jin kay cholay rat-rhay pi-aaray kant tinaa kai paas.

Those whose shawls are so dyed, O Beloved, their Husband Lord is always with them

Dhoorh tinaa kee jay milai jee kaho naanak kee ardaas.

Bless me with the dust of those humble beings, O Dear Lord. Says Nanak, this is my prayer

aapay saajay aapay rangay aapay nadar karay-i.

He Himself creates, and He Himself imbues us. He Himself bestows His Glance of Grace

naanak kaaman kantai bhaavai aapay hee raavay-ay.

O Nanak, if the soul-bride becomes pleasing to her Husband Lord, He Himself enjoys her

tilang mehlaa 1.

Tilang, First Mehl

i-aanrhee-ay maanrhaa kaa-ay karayhi.

O foolish and ignorant soul-bride, why are you so proud?

aapnarhai ghar har rango kee na maaneh.

Within the home of your own self, why do you not enjoy the Love of your Lord?

saho nayrhai Dhan kammlee-ay baahar ki-aa dhoodhayhi.

Your Husband Lord is so very near, O foolish bride; why do you search for Him outside?

bhai kee-aa deh salaa-ee-aa nainee bhaav kaa kar seegaaro.

Apply the Fear of God as the maascara to adorn your eyes, and make the Love of the Lord your ornament.

taa sohagan jaanee-ai laagee jaa saho Dharay pi-aaro.

Then, you shall be known as a devoted and committed soul-bride, when you enshrine love for your Husband Lord

i-aanee baalee ki-aa karay jaa Dhan kant na bhaavai.

What can the silly young bride do, if she is not pleasing to her Husband Lord?

karan palaah karay bahutayray saa Dhan mahal na paavai.

She may plead and implore so many times, but still, such a bride shall not obtain the Mansion of the Lord's Presence.

vin karmaa kichh paa-ee-ai naahee jay bahutayraa Dhaavai.

Without the karma of good deeds, nothing is obtained, although she may run around frantically

lab lobh ahaNkaar kee maatee maa-i-aa maahi samaanee.

She is intoxicated with greed, pride and egotism, and engrossed in Maya.

inee baatee saho paa-ee-ai naahee bha-ee kaaman i-aanee.

She cannot obtain her Husband Lord in these ways; the young bride is so foolish

jaa-ay puchhahu sohaaganee vaahai kinee baatee saho paa-ee-ai.

Go and ask the happy, pure soul-brides, how did they obtain their Husband Lord?

jo kichh karay so bhalaa kar maanee-ai hikmat hukam chukhaa-ee-ai.

Whatever the Lord does, accept that as good; do away with your own cleverness and self-will.

jaa kai paraym padaarath paa-ee-ai ta-o charnee chit laa-ee-ai.

By His Love, true wealth is obtained; link your consciousness to His lotus feet

saho kahai so keejai tan mano deejai aisaa parmal laa-ee-ai.

As your Husband Lord directs, so you must act; surrender your body and mind to Him, and apply this perfume to yourself.

ayv kaheh sohaaganee bhainay inee baatee saho paa-ee-ai.

So speaks the happy soul-bride, O sister; in this way, the Husband Lord is obtained

aap gavaa-ee-ai taa saho paa-ee-ai a-or kaisee chaturaa-ee.

Give up your selfhood, and so obtain your Husband Lord; what other clever tricks are of any use?

saho nadar kar daykhai so din laykhai kaaman na-o niDh paa-ee.

When the Husband Lord looks upon the soul-bride with His Gracious Glance, that day is historic - the bride obtains the nine treasures

aapnay kant pi-aaree saa sohagan naanak saa sabhraa-ee.

She who is loved by her Husband Lord, is the true soul-bride; O Nanak, she is the queen of all.

aisay rang raatee sahj kee maatee ahinis bhaa-ay samaanee.

Thus she is imbued with His Love, intoxicated with delight; day and night, she is absorbed in His Love.

sundar saa-ay saroop bichkhan kahee-ai saa si-aanee.

She is beautiful, glorious and brilliant; she is known as truly wise

soohee mehlaa 1.

Soohee, First Mehl:

ka-un taraajee kavan tulaa tayraa kavan saraaf bulaavaa.

What scale, what weights, and what assayer shall I call for You, Lord?

ka-un guroo kai peh deekhi-aa layvaa kai peh mul karaavaa.

From what guru should I receive instruction? By whom should I have Your value appraised?

mayray laal jee-o tayraa ant na jaanaa.

O my Dear Beloved Lord, Your limits are not known.

tooN jal thal mahee-al bharipur leenaa tooN aapay sarab samaanaa.

You pervade the water, the land, and the sky; You Yourself are All-pervading.

man taaraajee chit tulaa tayree sayv saraaf kamaavaa.

Mind is the scale, consciousness the weights, and the performance of Your service is the appraiser

ghat hee bheetar so saho tolee in biDh chit rahaavaa.

Deep within my heart, I weigh my Husband Lord; in this way I focus my consciousness

aapay kandaa tol taraajee aapay tolanhaaraa.

You Yourself are the balance, the weights and the scale; You Yourself are the weigher

aapay daykhai aapay boojhai aapay hai vanjaaraa.

You Yourself see, and You Yourself understand; You Yourself are the trader

anDhulaa neech jaat pardaysee khin aavai til jaavai.

The blind, low class wandering soul, comes for a moment, and departs in an instant

taa kee sangat naanak rahdaa ki-o kar moorhaa paavai.

In its company, Nanak dwells; how can the fool attain the Lord?

ik-oNkaar sat naam kartaa purakh nirbha-o nirvair akaal moorat ajoonee saibhaN gur parsaad.

One Universal Creator God. Truth Is The Name. Creative Being Personified. No Fear. No Hatred. Image Of The Undying. Beyond Birth. Self-Existent. By Guru's Grace

raag bilaaval mehlaa 1 cha-upday ghar 1.

Raag Bilaaval, First Mehl, Chau-Padas, First House

too sultaan kahaa ha-o mee-aa tayree kavan vadaa-ee.

You are the Emperor, and I call You a chief - how does this add to Your greatness?

ju-aamee mai moorakh kahan na jaa-ee. o too deh so kahaa s

As You permit me, I praise You, O Lord and Master; I am ignorant, and I cannot chant Your Praises

tayray gun gaavaa deh bujhaa-ee.

Please bless me with such understanding, that I may sing Your Glorious Praises

jaisay sach meh raha-o rajaa-ee.

May I dwell in Truth, according to Your Will

jo kichh ho-aa sabh kichh tujh tay tayree sabh asnaa-ee.

Whatever has happened, has all come from You. You are All-knowing.

tayraa ant na jaanaa mayray saahib mai anDhulay ki-aa chaturaa-ee.

Your limits cannot be known, O my Lord and Master; I am blind - what wisdom do I have?

ki-aa ha-o kathee kathay kath daykhaa mai akath na kathnaa jaa-ee.

What should I say? While talking, I talk of seeing, but I cannot describe the indescribable

jo tuDh bhaavai so-ee aakhaa til tayree vadi-aa-ee.

As it pleases Your Will, I speak; it is just the tiniest bit of Your greatness

aytay kookar ha-o baygaanaa bha-ukaa is tan taa-ee.

Among so many dogs, I am an outcast; I bark for my body's belly

bhagat heen naanak jay ho-igaa taa khasmai naa-o na jaa-ee.

Without devotional worship, O Nanak, even so, still, my Master's Name does not leave me.

bilaaval mehlaa 1.

Bilaawal, First Mehl

man mandar tan vays kalandar ghat hee tirath naavaa.

My mind is the temple, and my body is the simple cloth of the humble seeker; deep within my heart, I bathe at the sacred shrine

ayk sabad mayrai paraan basat hai baahurh janam na aavaa.

The One Word of the Shabad abides within my mind; I shall not come to be born again

man bayDhi-aa da-i-aal saytee mayree maa-ee.

My mind is pierced through by the Merciful Lord, O my mother!

ka-un jaanai peer paraa-ee.

Who can know the pain of another?

ham naahee chint paraa-ee.

I think of none other than the Lord

agam agochar alakh apaaraa chintaa karahu hamaaree.

O Lord, inaccessible, unfathomable, invisible and infinite: please, take care of me!

jal thal mahee-al bharipur leenaa ghat ghat jot tumHaaree.

In the water, on the land and in sky, You are totally pervading. Your Light is in each and every heart

sikh mat sabh buDh tumHaaree mandir chhaavaa tayray.

All teachings, instructions and understandings are Yours; the mansions and sanctuaries are Yours as well.

tujh bin avar na jaanaa mayray saahibaa gun gaavaa nit tayray.

Without You, I know no other, O my Lord and Master; I continually sing Your Glorious Praises

jee-a jant sabh saran tumHaaree sarab chint tuDh paasay.

All beings and creatures seek the Protection of Your Sanctuary; all thought of their care rests with You.

jo tuDh bhaavai so-ee changa ik naanak kee ardaasay.

That which pleases Your Will is good; this alone is Nanak's prayer

Waheguru ji ka Khalsa Waheguru ji ki Fateh