जगत में कोई नहिं तेरा रे।
छोड़ बृथा अभिमान, त्याग दे मेरा-मेरा रे॥
काल-करम बस जग-सराय बिच, कीन्हा डेरा रे।
इस सराय में सभी मुसाफिर, रैन बसेरा रे ॥
जिस तन को तू सदा संवारे, सांझ-सवेरा रे।
एक दिन मरघट पड़े भसम का, होकर ढेरा रे ॥
माता-पिता, भ्राता, सुत-बांधव, नारी चेरा रे।
अंत न होय सहाय, काल जब लेवै घेरा रे ॥
जग का सारा भोग सदा, कारण दुख केरा रे।
भज मन हरि का नाम, पार हो भव जल बेरा रे ॥
दीन दयालु भक्तवत्सल हरि, मालिक तेरा रे।
दीन होय उनके चरणों में, कर ले डेरा रे॥
There is no one in this world who truly belongs to you.
Give up your vain pride, abandon this sense of “mine, mine.”
Under the sway of time and karma, you have made your dwelling in this inn of the world.
In this inn, all are travelers, staying only for a night.
The body you constantly adorn, morning and evening,
One day will lie in the cremation ground, reduced to a heap of ashes.
Mother, father, brother, son, relatives, wife, and servants—
None will be of help when death surrounds you.
All the pleasures of the world are always the cause of sorrow.
Meditate on the name of Hari (God), and cross the ocean of worldly existence.
The compassionate and merciful Hari, the lover of devotees, is your master.
Become humble and take refuge at His feet.
