Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
While I was worshipping You, my cymbals were snatched away. Who can I complain to?
Namdev's Master knows every heart from the inside. He wanders everywhere and has no single home.
The One has no single address, because the One is everywhere.
Bhagat karat mayray taal chhinaa-ay: while I was singing, my taal, my little cymbals, were snatched away. Kih peh kara-o pukaaraa: to whom should I complain?
The answer is gentle and a little playful. There is no one else to go to. Naamay kaa su-aamee antarjaamee: Namdev's Master is the antarjaamee, the One who knows every heart from inside. Firay sagal baydaysvaa: the One wanders everywhere and belongs to no single land or shrine. It is like asking where the sunshine lives. It lives everywhere it shines. With this, Namdev's shabads in this raag come to a close.
How does it feel to imagine that the thing you love most has no single address — it's everywhere?
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