Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
Your Name is the thread and the flower-garland I would string. Every flower and leaf I could gather is small next to what You already are.
Why would I hand You something You Yourself made? So instead I offer You Your own Name — I wave it over You gently, the way you fan someone you love.
What can you give the Maker except what the Maker already made? So Ravi Daas offers the Name.
Tayro kee-aa tujheh ki-aa arpa-o — why offer You what You Yourself made? It is like giving your parent a present bought with their own money. Bhaar athaarah, the "eighteen loads," means all the plants in the world. Even all of them cannot match the Name.
So the only worthy gift is the Name itself. Ravi Daas waves it like a chavar, a fan of honor waved over someone greatly respected.
When someone already has everything, what can you still give them?
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