ਸਿਰੀਰਾਗੁ ਮਹਲਾ ੧ ਘਰੁ ੨
॥
ਧਨੁ ਜੋਬਨੁ ਅਰੁ ਫੁਲੜਾ ਨਾਠੀਅੜੇ ਦਿਨ ਚਾਰਿ
॥
ਪਬਣਿ ਕੇਰੇ ਪਤ ਜਿਉ ਢਲਿ ਢੁਲਿ ਜੁੰਮਣਹਾਰ
॥੧॥
ਰੰਗੁ ਮਾਣਿ ਲੈ ਪਿਆਰਿਆ ਜਾ ਜੋਬਨੁ ਨਉ ਹੁਲਾ
॥
ਦਿਨ ਥੋੜੜੇ ਥਕੇ ਭਇਆ ਪੁਰਾਣਾ ਚੋਲਾ
॥੧॥
ਰਹਾਉ
॥
ਸਜਣ ਮੇਰੇ ਰੰਗੁਲੇ ਜਾਇ ਸੁਤੇ ਜੀਰਾਣਿ
॥
ਹੰ ਭੀ ਵੰਞਾ ਡੁਮਣੀ ਰੋਵਾ ਝੀਣੀ ਬਾਣਿ
॥੨॥
ਕੀ ਨ ਸੁਣੇਹੀ ਗੋਰੀਏ ਆਪਣ ਕੰਨੀ ਸੋਇ
॥
ਲਗੀ ਆਵਹਿ ਸਾਹੁਰੈ ਨਿਤ ਨ ਪੇਈਆ ਹੋਇ
॥੩॥
ਨਾਨਕ ਸੁਤੀ ਪੇਈਐ ਜਾਣੁ ਵਿਰਤੀ ਸੰਨਿ
॥
ਗੁਣਾ ਗਵਾਈ ਗੰਠੜੀ ਅਵਗਣ ਚਲੀ ਬੰਨਿ
॥੪॥੨੪॥
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Siree Raag, First Mehl, Second House:
Wealth, the beauty of youth and flowers are guests for
only a few days. Like the leaves of the water-lily, they wither and fade and
finally die. ||1||
Be happy, dear beloved, as long as your youth is fresh
and delightful. But your days are few-you have grown weary, and now your
body has grown old. ||1||Pause||
My playful friends have gone to sleep in the
graveyard. In my double-mindedness, I shall have to go as well. I cry in a
feeble voice. ||2||
Haven't you heard the call from beyond, O beautiful
soul-bride? You must go to your in-laws; you cannot stay with your parents
forever. ||3||
O Nanak, know that she who sleeps in her parents' home
is plundered in broad daylight. She has lost her bouquet of merits;
gathering one of demerits, she departs. ||4||24||
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