ਸਲੋਕ ਮਃ ੧ ॥

Salok Ma 1 ||

Shalok, First Mehl:

ਗਊ ਬਿਰਾਹਮਣ ਕਉ ਕਰੁ ਲਾਵਹੁ ਗੋਬਰਿ ਤਰਣੁ ਨ ਜਾਈ ॥

Goo Biraahaman Ko Kar Laavahu Gobar Tharan N Jaaee ||

They tax the cows and the Brahmins, but the cow-dung they apply to their kitchen will not save them.

ਧੋਤੀ ਟਿਕਾ ਤੈ ਜਪਮਾਲੀ ਧਾਨੁ ਮਲੇਛਾਂ ਖਾਈ ॥

Dhhothee Ttikaa Thai Japamaalee Dhhaan Malaeshhaan Khaaee ||

They wear their loin cloths, apply ritual frontal marks to their foreheads, and carry their rosaries, but they eat food with the Muslims.

ਅੰਤਰਿ ਪੂਜਾ ਪੜਹਿ ਕਤੇਬਾ ਸੰਜਮੁ ਤੁਰਕਾ ਭਾਈ ॥

Anthar Poojaa Parrehi Kathaebaa Sanjam Thurakaa Bhaaee ||

O Siblings of Destiny, you perform devotional worship indoors, but read the Islamic sacred texts, and adopt the Muslim way of life.

ਛੋਡੀਲੇ ਪਾਖੰਡਾ ॥

Shhoddeelae Paakhanddaa ||

Renounce your hypocrisy!

ਨਾਮਿ ਲਇਐ ਜਾਹਿ ਤਰੰਦਾ ॥੧॥

Naam Laeiai Jaahi Tharandhaa ||1||

Taking the Naam, the Name of the Lord, you shall swim across. ||1||

ਮਃ ੧ ॥

Ma 1 ||

First Mehl:

ਮਾਣਸ ਖਾਣੇ ਕਰਹਿ ਨਿਵਾਜ ॥

Maanas Khaanae Karehi Nivaaj ||

The man-eaters say their prayers.

ਛੁਰੀ ਵਗਾਇਨਿ ਤਿਨ ਗਲਿ ਤਾਗ ॥

Shhuree Vagaaein Thin Gal Thaag ||

Those who wield the knife wear the sacred thread around their necks.

ਤਿਨ ਘਰਿ ਬ੍ਰਹਮਣ ਪੂਰਹਿ ਨਾਦ ॥

Thin Ghar Brehaman Poorehi Naadh ||

In their homes, the Brahmins sound the conch.

ਉਨ੍ਹ੍ਹਾ ਭਿ ਆਵਹਿ ਓਈ ਸਾਦ ॥

Ounhaa Bh Aavehi Ouee Saadh ||

They too have the same taste.

ਕੂੜੀ ਰਾਸਿ ਕੂੜਾ ਵਾਪਾਰੁ ॥

Koorree Raas Koorraa Vaapaar ||

False is their capital, and false is their trade.

ਕੂੜੁ ਬੋਲਿ ਕਰਹਿ ਆਹਾਰੁ ॥

Koorr Bol Karehi Aahaar ||

Speaking falsehood, they take their food.

ਸਰਮ ਧਰਮ ਕਾ ਡੇਰਾ ਦੂਰਿ ॥

Saram Dhharam Kaa Ddaeraa Dhoor ||

The home of modesty and Dharma is far from them.

ਨਾਨਕ ਕੂੜੁ ਰਹਿਆ ਭਰਪੂਰਿ ॥

Naanak Koorr Rehiaa Bharapoor ||

O Nanak, they are totally permeated with falsehood.

ਮਥੈ ਟਿਕਾ ਤੇੜਿ ਧੋਤੀ ਕਖਾਈ ॥

Mathhai Ttikaa Thaerr Dhhothee Kakhaaee ||

The sacred marks are on their foreheads, and the saffron loin-cloths are around their waists;

ਹਥਿ ਛੁਰੀ ਜਗਤ ਕਾਸਾਈ ॥

Hathh Shhuree Jagath Kaasaaee ||

In their hands they hold the knives - they are the butchers of the world!

ਨੀਲ ਵਸਤ੍ਰ ਪਹਿਰਿ ਹੋਵਹਿ ਪਰਵਾਣੁ ॥

Neel Vasathr Pehir Hovehi Paravaan ||

Wearing blue robes, they seek the approval of the Muslim rulers.

ਮਲੇਛ ਧਾਨੁ ਲੇ ਪੂਜਹਿ ਪੁਰਾਣੁ ॥

Malaeshh Dhhaan Lae Poojehi Puraan ||

Accepting bread from the Muslim rulers, they still worship the Puraanas.

ਅਭਾਖਿਆ ਕਾ ਕੁਠਾ ਬਕਰਾ ਖਾਣਾ ॥

Abhaakhiaa Kaa Kuthaa Bakaraa Khaanaa ||

They eat the meat of the goats, killed after the Muslim prayers are read over them,

ਚਉਕੇ ਉਪਰਿ ਕਿਸੈ ਨ ਜਾਣਾ ॥

Choukae Oupar Kisai N Jaanaa ||

But they do not allow anyone else to enter their kitchen areas.

ਦੇ ਕੈ ਚਉਕਾ ਕਢੀ ਕਾਰ ॥

Dhae Kai Choukaa Kadtee Kaar ||

They draw lines around them, plastering the ground with cow-dung.

ਉਪਰਿ ਆਇ ਬੈਠੇ ਕੂੜਿਆਰ ॥

Oupar Aae Baithae Koorriaar ||

The false come and sit within them.

ਮਤੁ ਭਿਟੈ ਵੇ ਮਤੁ ਭਿਟੈ ॥

Math Bhittai Vae Math Bhittai ||

They cry out, ""Do not touch our food,

ਇਹੁ ਅੰਨੁ ਅਸਾਡਾ ਫਿਟੈ ॥

Eihu Ann Asaaddaa Fittai ||

Or it will be polluted!""

ਤਨਿ ਫਿਟੈ ਫੇੜ ਕਰੇਨਿ ॥

Than Fittai Faerr Karaen ||

But with their polluted bodies, they commit evil deeds.

ਮਨਿ ਜੂਠੈ ਚੁਲੀ ਭਰੇਨਿ ॥

Man Joothai Chulee Bharaen ||

With filthy minds, they try to cleanse their mouths.

ਕਹੁ ਨਾਨਕ ਸਚੁ ਧਿਆਈਐ ॥

Kahu Naanak Sach Dhhiaaeeai ||

Says Nanak, meditate on the True Lord.

ਸੁਚਿ ਹੋਵੈ ਤਾ ਸਚੁ ਪਾਈਐ ॥੨॥

Such Hovai Thaa Sach Paaeeai ||2||

If you are pure, you will obtain the True Lord. ||2||

ਪਉੜੀ ॥

Pourree ||

Pauree:

ਚਿਤੈ ਅੰਦਰਿ ਸਭੁ ਕੋ ਵੇਖਿ ਨਦਰੀ ਹੇਠਿ ਚਲਾਇਦਾ ॥

Chithai Andhar Sabh Ko Vaekh Nadharee Haeth Chalaaeidhaa ||

All are within Your mind; You see and move them under Your Glance of Grace, O Lord.

ਆਪੇ ਦੇ ਵਡਿਆਈਆ ਆਪੇ ਹੀ ਕਰਮ ਕਰਾਇਦਾ ॥

Aapae Dhae Vaddiaaeeaa Aapae Hee Karam Karaaeidhaa ||

You Yourself grant them glory, and You Yourself cause them to act.

ਵਡਹੁ ਵਡਾ ਵਡ ਮੇਦਨੀ ਸਿਰੇ ਸਿਰਿ ਧੰਧੈ ਲਾਇਦਾ ॥

Vaddahu Vaddaa Vadd Maedhanee Sirae Sir Dhhandhhai Laaeidhaa ||

The Lord is the greatest of the great; great is His world. He enjoins all to their tasks.

ਨਦਰਿ ਉਪਠੀ ਜੇ ਕਰੇ ਸੁਲਤਾਨਾ ਘਾਹੁ ਕਰਾਇਦਾ ॥

Nadhar Oupathee Jae Karae Sulathaanaa Ghaahu Karaaeidhaa ||

If he should cast an angry glance, He can transform kings into blades of grass.

ਦਰਿ ਮੰਗਨਿ ਭਿਖ ਨ ਪਾਇਦਾ ॥੧੬॥

Dhar Mangan Bhikh N Paaeidhaa ||16||

Even though they may beg from door to door, no one will give them charity. ||16||