Blessed, blessed is that flute which the Lord plays.
The sweet, sweet unstruck sound current sings forth. ||1||Pause||
Blessed, blessed is the wool of the sheep;
blessed, blessed is the blanket worn by Krishna. ||1||
Blessed, blessed are you, O mother Dayvakee;
into your home the Lord was born. ||2||
Blessed, blessed are the forests of Brindaaban;
the Supreme Lord plays there. ||3||
He plays the flute, and herds the cows;
Naam Dayv's Lord and Master plays happily. ||4||1||
This is translation provided on the internet. Can someone please explain any sakhi or context is this shabad written in.