ਮਃ ੩ ॥

mahalaa 3 |

Third Mehl:

ਊਂਨਵਿ ਊਂਨਵਿ ਆਇਆ ਵਰਸੈ ਨੀਰੁ ਨਿਪੰਗੁ ॥

aoonav aoonav aaeaa varasai neer nipang |

Hanging low, low and thick in the sky, the clouds come, and pure water rains down.

ਨਾਨਕ ਦੁਖੁ ਲਾਗਾ ਤਿਨੑ ਕਾਮਣੀ ਜਿਨੑ ਕੰਤੈ ਸਿਉ ਮਨਿ ਭੰਗੁ ॥੨॥

naanak dukh laagaa tina kaamanee jina kantai siau man bhang |2|

O Nanak, that soul-bride suffers in pain, whose mind is torn away from her Husband Lord. ||2||