Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
Listen to the song of bliss, you lucky ones. Every longing of your heart is filled.
I have found the Highest One, and all my worries are forgotten.
Pain, sickness, and sorrow have gone, just from hearing the true song.
The saints and their friends are full of joy, knowing the Perfect Guru.
Pure are those who listen, and pure are those who sing. The True Guru fills everything.
Nanak prays: holding on to the Guru's feet, I hear music that no one plays, like trumpets sounding from within.
Anad sunhu vadbhaageeho — listen to the anand, the bliss, you very lucky ones. Anand means deep joy. Again and again the call has been the same: listen. The listeners are called vadbhaagee, the very fortunate. Even being close enough to hear is a gift.
Sagal manorath pooray — every longing is filled. Earlier in the song, there was a promise that the Name fills every hunger. Here that promise is kept.
Then the song lists what has happened. Paarbarahm prabh paa-i-aa — the Highest One has been found. Utray sagal visooray — the worries are gone. Visooray means the quiet worry that hums in the back of the mind. Dookh rog santaap utray sunee sachee banee — pain, sickness, and sorrow lift, just by hearing the true song. Think of darkness leaving when someone walks in with a lamp.
Then a line that includes everyone. Suntay puneet kahtay pavit — pure are those who listen, and pure are those who sing. You do not have to be the singer. Satgur rahi-aa bharpooray — the True Guru fills everything. Bharpoor means full to the brim, with no gaps. That is why the blessing reaches every corner of the room.
The last line bows. Every earlier verse said kahai Naanak, "Nanak says." This one says binvant Naanak, "Nanak prays." The song ends in humble prayer. Gur charan laagay — at the Guru's feet. Vaajay anhad tooray — and trumpets that no one blows are sounding. This is the anhad, the unstruck music, heard in earlier verses. Now it plays at full volume.
In gurdwaras all over the world, these last verses, with the first five, are sung at the end of every ceremony. This is the short Anand. So every Sikh wedding, every farewell, and every festival ends inside this verse, with bliss as the last word.
After this whole song about bliss, what do you think bliss is — and how close is it right now?
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