ਮਾ ਲਾਲੀ ਪਿਉ ਲਾਲਾ ਮੇਰਾ ਹਉ ਲਾਲੇ ਕਾ ਜਾਇਆ ॥
maa laalee pi-o laalaa mayraa ha-o laalay kaa jaa-i-aa.
My mother is Your slave, and my father is Your slave; I am the child of Your slaves.
ਲਾਲੀ ਨਾਚੈ ਲਾਲਾ ਗਾਵੈ ਭਗਤਿ ਕਰਉ ਤੇਰੀ ਰਾਇਆ ॥੨॥
laalee naachai laalaa gaavai bhagat kara-o tayree raa-i-aa. ||2||
My slave mother dances, and my slave father sings; I practice devotional worship to You, O my Sovereign Lord. ||2||
Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
My mother loves You, my father loves You, and I was born right into that love.
They dance and sing with glad hearts, and I join in with my own devotion.
Belonging to You feels like belonging to a whole family of joy.
Love and joy can be passed down like a family song.
Devotion here is inherited joy, a household where love of the One is simply the air everyone breathes. The dancing and singing (naachai... gaavai) make devotion warm and embodied, not solemn. The child grows into the family's joy naturally, by belonging.
A Question to Sit With
What is something joyful your family shares that you have grown into?
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