Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
I sing of the One all day and all night. The more I sing, the more I see there is no edge to this greatness. It just keeps opening.
And the wandering mind finally comes home. It meets the One with a joy so big, it is like drums booming in celebration inside you.
Singing of the One never runs out.
Har gun gaavai sadaa din raatee: day and night, I sing of the One. Ant na lahee-aa: and I never find the end. The One has no limit. Think of a page that keeps loading more and more as you scroll, forever.
Then manoo-aa ikat ghar aavai: the wandering mind comes back to its true home. Mila-o gopaal neesaan baja-ee-aa: it meets the One, and a big drum, a neesaan, booms in welcome. It is a joyful homecoming.
What is a homecoming -- a place or feeling -- that fills you with joy?
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