WAHEGURU JI KA KHALSAWAHEGURU JI KI FATEH.

Raamkalee, First Mehl:

where is that door, where you live, O lord? What is that door called? Among all doors, who can find that door?
For the sake of that door, I wander around sadly, detached from the world; if only someone would come and tell me about that door.
How can I cross the world ocean?
While i am living. I cannot be dead. ||1||pause||
Pains is the door, and anger is the guard; hope and anxiety are the two shutters.
Maya is the water in the moat; in the middle of this moat, he has built his home. The Primal lord sits in the Seat of the truth.
You have so many names, Lord , I do not know their limit. There is no other equal to you.
Do not speak out loud - remain in the mind. The lord Himself Knows, and he himself acts.
As long as there is a hope, there is anxiety; so how can you anyone speak of the one lord?
In the midst of hope, remain untouched by hope; then, O nanak, you shall meet the one lord.
in this way, you shall cross over the world-Ocean.
This is the way to remain dead while yet alive |Second pause||