Unto those who take to Your Name, I am forever a sacrifice. ||1||Pause||
If the body becomes the dyer's vat, O Beloved, and the Name is placed within it as the dye,
and if the Dyer who dyes this cloth is the Lord Master - O, such a color has never been seen before! ||2||
Those whose shawls are so dyed, O Beloved, their Husband Lord is always with them.
Bless me with the dust of those humble beings, O Dear Lord. Says Nanak, this is my prayer. ||3||
He Himself creates, and He Himself imbues us. He Himself bestows His Glance of Grace.
O Nanak, if the soul-bride becomes pleasing to her Husband Lord, He Himself enjoys her. ||4||1||3||
Tilang, First Mehl:
O foolish and ignorant soul-bride, why are you so proud?
Within the home of your own self, why do you not enjoy the Love of your Lord?
Your Husband Lord is so very near, O foolish bride; why do you search for Him outside?
Apply the Fear of God as the maascara to adorn your eyes, and make the Love of the Lord your ornament.
Then, you shall be known as a devoted and committed soul-bride, when you enshrine love for your Husband Lord. ||1||
What can the silly young bride do, if she is not pleasing to her Husband Lord?
She may plead and implore so many times, but still, such a bride shall not obtain the Mansion of the Lord's Presence.
Without the karma of good deeds, nothing is obtained, although she may run around frantically.
She is intoxicated with greed, pride and egotism, and engrossed in Maya.
She cannot obtain her Husband Lord in these ways; the young bride is so foolish! ||2||
Go and ask the happy, pure soul-brides, how did they obtain their Husband Lord?
Whatever the Lord does, accept that as good; do away with your own cleverness and self-will.