In the City of Death, they are bound and beaten, and no one hears their prayers.

Serving the True Guru, one finds a lasting peace, the pains of birth and death are removed.

This dear soul is caught and driven off, when the pre ordained Order is received, all the relatives cry out in mourning.

The veil of falsehood shall be torn down from within you, and Truth shall come to dwell in the mind.

Let us remember our Lord and Master in contemplation, and keep a watchful eye on the Path.

Blessed, blessed is their Guru, whose mouth tastes the Ambrosial Fruit of the Lord.