I find it hard to leave their side,
oh how I regret when I come home and cry.
My dear sisters soar so high,
this foolish bird did never fly.
I should have,
I would have,
I could have,
but I didn't.
I didn't grab their feet and not let go.
I didn't hug them and let the naam flow.
I didn't cry on their shoulder and show them how much I love them.
hae gursikho, mere tey tars karo....
sangat baksho, tey rabh noo paun dee vidhee sakhaoo
ਸਤਿਗੁਰਬਚਨਕਮਾਵਣੇਸਚਾਏਹੁਵੀਚਾਰੁ॥