ਸਲੋਕ ਮਃ ੩ ॥

salok mahalaa 3 |

Salok, Third Mehl:

ਊਂਨਵਿ ਊਂਨਵਿ ਆਇਆ ਵਰਸੈ ਲਾਇ ਝੜੀ ॥

aoonav aoonav aaeaa varasai laae jharree |

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

ਨਾਨਕ ਭਾਣੈ ਚਲੈ ਕੰਤ ਕੈ ਸੁ ਮਾਣੇ ਸਦਾ ਰਲੀ ॥੧॥

naanak bhaanai chalai kant kai su maane sadaa ralee |1|

O Nanak, she walks in harmony with the Will of her Husband Lord; she enjoys peace and pleasure forever. ||1||