ਚਉਬੋਲੇ ਮਹਲਾ ੫

Choubolae Mehala 5

Chaubolas, Fifth Mehl:

ੴ ਸਤਿਗੁਰ ਪ੍ਰਸਾਦਿ ॥

Ik Oankar Sathigur Prasadh ||

One Universal Creator God. By The Grace Of The True Guru:

ਸੰਮਨ ਜਉ ਇਸ ਪ੍ਰੇਮ ਕੀ ਦਮ ਕ੍ਹਿਹੁ ਹੋਤੀ ਸਾਟ ॥

Sanman Jo Eis Praem Kee Dham Kiyahu Hothee Satt ||

O Samman, if one could buy this love with money,

ਰਾਵਨ ਹੁਤੇ ਸੁ ਰੰਕ ਨਹਿ ਜਿਨਿ ਸਿਰ ਦੀਨੇ ਕਾਟਿ ॥੧॥

Ravan Huthae S Rank Nehi Jin Sir Dheenae Katt ||1||

Then consider Raawan the king. He was not poor, but he could not buy it, even though he offered his head to Shiva. ||1||

ਪ੍ਰੀਤਿ ਪ੍ਰੇਮ ਤਨੁ ਖਚਿ ਰਹਿਆ ਬੀਚੁ ਨ ਰਾਈ ਹੋਤ ॥

Preeth Praem Than Khach Rehia Beech N Raee Hoth ||

My body is drenched in love and affection for the Lord; there is no distance at all between us.

ਚਰਨ ਕਮਲ ਮਨੁ ਬੇਧਿਓ ਬੂਝਨੁ ਸੁਰਤਿ ਸੰਜੋਗ ॥੨॥

Charan Kamal Man Baedhhiou Boojhan Surath Sanjog ||2||

My mind is pierced through by the Lotus Feet of the Lord. He is realized when one's intuitive consciousness is attuned to Him. ||2||

ਸਾਗਰ ਮੇਰ ਉਦਿਆਨ ਬਨ ਨਵ ਖੰਡ ਬਸੁਧਾ ਭਰਮ ॥ ਮੂਸਨ ਪ੍ਰੇਮ ਪਿਰੰਮ ਕੈ ਗਨਉ ਏਕ ਕਰਿ ਕਰਮ ॥੩॥

Sagar Maer Oudhian Ban Nav Khandd Basudhha Bharam || Moosan Praem Piranm Kai Gano Eaek Kar Karam ||3||

I would cross the oceans, mountains, wilderness, forests and the nine regions of the earth in a single step, O Musan, for the Love of my Beloved. ||3||

ਮੂਸਨ ਮਸਕਰ ਪ੍ਰੇਮ ਕੀ ਰਹੀ ਜੁ ਅੰਬਰੁ ਛਾਇ ॥

Moosan Masakar Praem Kee Rehee J Anbar Shhae ||

O Musan, the Light of the Lord's Love has spread across the sky;

ਬੀਧੇ ਬਾਂਧੇ ਕਮਲ ਮਹਿ ਭਵਰ ਰਹੇ ਲਪਟਾਇ ॥੪॥

Beedhhae Bandhhae Kamal Mehi Bhavar Rehae Lapattae ||4||

I cling to my Lord, like the bumble bee caught in the lotus flower. ||4||

ਜਪ ਤਪ ਸੰਜਮ ਹਰਖ ਸੁਖ ਮਾਨ ਮਹਤ ਅਰੁ ਗਰਬ ॥

Jap Thap Sanjam Harakh Sukh Man Mehath Ar Garab ||

Chanting and intense meditation, austere self-discipline, pleasure and peace, honor, greatness and pride

ਮੂਸਨ ਨਿਮਖਕ ਪ੍ਰੇਮ ਪਰਿ ਵਾਰਿ ਵਾਰਿ ਦੇਂਉ ਸਰਬ ॥੫॥

Moosan Nimakhak Praem Par Var Var Dhaeno Sarab ||5||

- O Musan, I would dedicate and sacrifice all these for a moment of my Lord's Love. ||5||

ਮੂਸਨ ਮਰਮੁ ਨ ਜਾਨਈ ਮਰਤ ਹਿਰਤ ਸੰਸਾਰ ॥

Moosan Maram N Janee Marath Hirath Sansar ||

O Musan, the world does not understand the Mystery of the Lord; it is dying and being plundered.

ਪ੍ਰੇਮ ਪਿਰੰਮ ਨ ਬੇਧਿਓ ਉਰਝਿਓ ਮਿਥ ਬਿਉਹਾਰ ॥੬॥

Praem Piranm N Baedhhiou Ourajhiou Mithh Biouhar ||6||

It is not pierced through by the Love of the Beloved Lord; it is entangled in false pursuits. ||6||

ਘਬੁ ਦਬੁ ਜਬ ਜਾਰੀਐ ਬਿਛੁਰਤ ਪ੍ਰੇਮ ਬਿਹਾਲ ॥

Ghab Dhab Jab Jareeai Bishhurath Praem Bihal ||

When someone's home and property are burnt, because of his attachment to them, he suffers in the sorrow of separation.

ਮੂਸਨ ਤਬ ਹੀ ਮੂਸੀਐ ਬਿਸਰਤ ਪੁਰਖ ਦਇਆਲ ॥੭॥

Moosan Thab Hee Mooseeai Bisarath Purakh Dhaeial ||7||

O Musan, when mortals forget the Merciful Lord God, then they are truly plundered. ||7||

ਜਾ ਕੋ ਪ੍ਰੇਮ ਸੁਆਉ ਹੈ ਚਰਨ ਚਿਤਵ ਮਨ ਮਾਹਿ ॥

Ja Ko Praem Suao Hai Charan Chithav Man Mahi ||

Whoever enjoys the taste of the Lord's Love, remembers His Lotus Feet in his mind.

ਨਾਨਕ ਬਿਰਹੀ ਬ੍ਰਹਮ ਕੇ ਆਨ ਨ ਕਤਹੂ ਜਾਹਿ ॥੮॥

Naanak Birehee Breham Kae An N Kathehoo Jahi ||8||

O Nanak, the lovers of God do not go anywhere else. ||8||

ਲਖ ਘਾਟੀਂ ਊਂਚੌ ਘਨੋ ਚੰਚਲ ਚੀਤ ਬਿਹਾਲ ॥

Lakh Ghatteen Oonacha Ghano Chanchal Cheeth Bihal ||

Climbing thousands of steep hillsides, the fickle mind becomes miserable.

ਨੀਚ ਕੀਚ ਨਿਮ੍ਰਿਤ ਘਨੀ ਕਰਨੀ ਕਮਲ ਜਮਾਲ ॥੯॥

Neech Keech Nimrith Ghanee Karanee Kamal Jamal ||9||

Look at the humble, lowly mud, O Jamaal: the beautiful lotus grows in it. ||9||

ਕਮਲ ਨੈਨ ਅੰਜਨ ਸਿਆਮ ਚੰਦ੍ਰ ਬਦਨ ਚਿਤ ਚਾਰ ॥

Kamal Nain Anjan Siam Chandhr Badhan Chith Char ||

My Lord has lotus-eyes; His Face is so beautifully adorned.

ਮੂਸਨ ਮਗਨ ਮਰੰਮ ਸਿਉ ਖੰਡ ਖੰਡ ਕਰਿ ਹਾਰ ॥੧੦॥

Moosan Magan Maranm Sio Khandd Khandd Kar Har ||10||

O Musan, I am intoxicated with His Mystery. I break the necklace of pride into bits. ||10||

ਮਗਨੁ ਭਇਓ ਪ੍ਰਿਅ ਪ੍ਰੇਮ ਸਿਉ ਸੂਧ ਨ ਸਿਮਰਤ ਅੰਗ ॥

Magan Bhaeiou Pria Praem Sio Soodhh N Simarath Ang ||

I am intoxicated with the Love of my Husband Lord; remembering Him in meditation, I am not conscious of my own body.

ਪ੍ਰਗਟਿ ਭਇਓ ਸਭ ਲੋਅ ਮਹਿ ਨਾਨਕ ਅਧਮ ਪਤੰਗ ॥੧੧॥

Pragatt Bhaeiou Sabh Loa Mehi Naanak Adhham Pathang ||11||

He is revealed in all His Glory, all throughout the world. Nanak is a lowly moth at His Flame. ||11||