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I wash and crave the dust of their feet,
those lotus saints with whom I meet
those glowing souls,
from whom naam flows
I beg from them
a wedding ring
to which to call my very own
What does it feel like
to be in the embrace
of your lover lord
to whom you race
My legs are wobbly
my mind is slow
friends, carry me there
to that place
that I can't go
Too many hopes,
hung on grand spires
fruitless dreams
frustrated desires
I have no hope, friends,
no strength of my own
just keep me in your shelter, please,
and carry me home
Barred and chained
strangled by emotion
how can I find my lord
without love-lorn devotion?
Preetam, Preetam, I crave your feet
you are my friend, forever sweet
daeyaloo, daeyaloo, my lord is kind,
Please keep me forever in your mind
Friends, take me in
I'm trapped outside
I'm a sacrifice
I give you my mind
My hands are folded, my eyes are wet
my cries are internal, but I still beg
keep me with you, don't let go
and take me down that same road
I'm drowning in misery, please take me too
save me, save me, I want to be with you
Save me, save me, I want to taste something too...
ਸਤਿਗੁਰਬਚਨਕਮਾਵਣੇਸਚਾਏਹੁਵੀਚਾਰੁ॥