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Appendix 5
You knew not the name of Rama This you will regret and life be hell.
You bury your treasury underground But seek not Him whose treasury is boundless. Those that spend their days in amassing wealth
Go from the world without jt. If one could get rich by just wanting to be rich Then everyone would be wealthy. But fate is settled by divine decree And that is what we all seek.
0 Nanak, those who have toiled Theirs is the reward. If one knows not thls as the decree of the Master How can one then hope for His favour?
( Gauri Baimga~) Baro Maha ur 1M Twelvt M<mths
I. cet ba.sant Mala bhavar suhilure It is the month of Chet, It is spring. All is seemlyThe humming bumble bee And the woodland in flowerBut there is a sorrow in my soul. The Lord, my Master is away. If the Husband comes not home, how can a wife Find peace of mind? Sorrows of separation waste away the body. The Kml calls in the mango grove, Its notes are full of joy. Why then the sorrow in my soul? The bumble bee hovers about the blossoming bough, 0 mother of mine, it is like death to me, For there is a sorrow in my soul. Nanak says: When the Lord her Master comes home to her, Blessed is then the month of Chet.
2. vaisalih bhaJii siiJeM ves lcare In beauteous Vaisakb the bough adorns itself anew, The wife awaits the coming of her Lord,
Appendix 5
You knew not the name of Rama This you will regret and life be hell.
You bury your treasury underground But seek not Him whose treasury is boundless. Those that spend their days in amassing wealth
Go from the world without jt. If one could get rich by just wanting to be rich Then everyone would be wealthy. But fate is settled by divine decree And that is what we all seek.
0 Nanak, those who have toiled Theirs is the reward. If one knows not thls as the decree of the Master How can one then hope for His favour?
( Gauri Baimga~) Baro Maha ur 1M Twelvt M<mths
I. cet ba.sant Mala bhavar suhilure It is the month of Chet, It is spring. All is seemlyThe humming bumble bee And the woodland in flowerBut there is a sorrow in my soul. The Lord, my Master is away. If the Husband comes not home, how can a wife Find peace of mind? Sorrows of separation waste away the body. The Kml calls in the mango grove, Its notes are full of joy. Why then the sorrow in my soul? The bumble bee hovers about the blossoming bough, 0 mother of mine, it is like death to me, For there is a sorrow in my soul. Nanak says: When the Lord her Master comes home to her, Blessed is then the month of Chet.
2. vaisalih bhaJii siiJeM ves lcare In beauteous Vaisakb the bough adorns itself anew, The wife awaits the coming of her Lord,
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