Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
I would give anything for the Sikhs who turn toward the Guru — that is how much I treasure them.
Just getting to see the faces of people who keep the Name in their hearts feels like a blessing.
When I listen to the good words being sung, I turn them over inside me and write them, like ink on cloth, across my mind, so they never wash out.
I say the Name with love, and the old weights I have carried slip away.
Blessed and beautiful is any body, any spot of ground, where my Guru sets foot.
The singer is so thankful for good people that they write the One's praise deep into their own mind.
Ha-o balihaaree means I would give myself for them. That is how much the singer treasures those who live the teaching. Just to see them, their darsan, their blessed sight, feels like a gift.
The standout picture is har jas man likhaa: I write the One's praise on my mind. Think of ink soaked into cloth. It is not something learned for a test and forgotten. It is dyed in for good.
Sabh kilvikh krikhaa means all wrongdoings are pulled out by the roots. It feels like old heavy bags being set down. They are burdens to heal from, not crimes to be punished for.
The last line says any body and any ground where the Guru steps is blessed. Like Pauri 47, holiness spills into the physical, ordinary world.
If you could write one good sentence permanently across your mind, so it never faded, what would it say?
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