I have none other than You, O Lord. In the Guru's Sanctuary, the Lord is found, O my merchant friend; by great good fortune, He is obtained.

You have not remembered the Name of the Lord, O my merchant friend, although it would release you from bondage.

Your breath comes to its end, O my merchant friend, and your shoulders are weighed down by the tyrant of old age. Not one iota of virtue came into you, O my merchant friend; bound and gagged by evil, you are driven along.

I have entered Your Sanctuary, Lord; please save me, as You have saved the idiots and fools.

One who has grasped the hem of the robe of the Lord, the True Friend - no one can keep him in bondage.

O Nanak, make the True Guru your friend; going to His Court, you shall obtain the True Lord.