Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
Almost the whole world catches the same fever of ego, and it keeps them churning and restless, tossed between longing and loss.
Here and there, by grace, a rare heart slips free of it, and I would give everything just to honor a person like that.
Almost everyone catches the fever of ego. A few, by grace, are set free.
Ha-umai rog sabh jagat bi-aapi-aa — the sickness of ego has spread through the whole world. Because of it, people are tossed around by janam maran dukh, the pain of the birth-and-death cycle. It's like a merry-go-round of wanting and losing that never stops.
Then: gur parsaadee ko virlaa chhootai — by the Guru's grace, a rare one slips free. Virlaa means rare. The poet says ha-o balihaaree: I would gladly give myself for such a person. Think of the one kid who stays calm and kind when everyone else is fighting. You want to honor someone like that. The verse feels the same.
Who do you know who seems genuinely free of needing to prove themselves?
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