Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
The angels and the Siddhas. The worshippers of Shiva. The heavenly musicians. The silent sages.
The Saints and priests. The preachers, spiritual teachers, and commanders.
Each and every one has left. And all others shall depart as well.
This line says: every kind of great being, from angels to saints to generals, has moved on, and everyone else will too.
This is the longest list in the song. Sur: angels. Sidh: masters with special powers. Gan: followers of Shiva. Gandharab: heavenly musicians. Mun jan: quiet wise people. Saykh peer: Muslim teachers and spiritual guides. Salaar: army commanders.
The last line held only the religious teachers. This list goes much wider: heavenly beings, holy people, people of power.
Dar kooch koochaa kar ga-ay: each one has packed up and left. Avray bhe chalanhaar: and all the others will leave too.
The list puts everyone on the same level. No kind of greatness, no amount of holiness, no army makes anyone an exception. Think of a relay race. Every runner, even the fastest, hands on the baton and steps off the track.
But this is not the end of the story. Later lines point to the One who is different, the One who never leaves.
When you think of people who have gone before you — great people, beloved people — what do you want to have done differently from them?
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