My foolish heart is in the grip of pride.
By the Will of my Lord God, Maya,
Like a witch, has swallowed my soul. ||Pause||
More and more, he continually yearns for more; but unless he is destined to receive, how can he obtain it?
He is entangled in wealth, bestowed by the Lord God; the unfortunate one attaches himself to the fire of desires. ||1||
Listen, O mind, to the Teachings of the Holy Saints, and all your sins shall be totally washed away.
One who is destined to receive from the Lord, O servant Nanak, shall not be cast into the womb of reincarnation again. ||2||2||19||
