Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
Through the Guru's teaching, the five sounds of music play inside me. By great good fortune, a music with no player rings out (anhad — the unstruck melody).
I see the One, the root of all joy, everywhere. Through the Guru's Word, the Lord of the World thunders out.
From the very beginning and through every age, the One has one form. Through the Guru's teaching, I remember the One.
O kind One, give me Your gift. O One, keep the honor of Your servant safe.
Let everyone say: blessed is the Guru, the True Guru, the Guru, the True Guru! Meeting the Guru, the One covers over our faults.
When the heart settles in the Guru's teaching, a music with no player begins to sound, and joy shows up everywhere.
Panchay sabad: five sounds, like a band of five instruments all playing at once inside. Anhad is the unstruck melody, music that no hand plays, the sound of a heart at peace. Aanad mool: the root of all joy, seen everywhere.
Parh-daa kaji-aa: the faults are covered, the way a friend quietly throws a coat over a stain on your shirt so no one sees.
Have you ever felt so peaceful that stillness itself seemed to sing?
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