KAANRAA, FIFTH MEHL
KAANRAA, FIFTH MEHL: The Giver of the soul, the breath of life and honor — forgetting the Lord, all is lost. ||1|| Pause|| You have forsaken the Lord of the Universe, and become attached to another — you are throwing away the Ambrosial Nectar, to take dust. What do you expect from corrupt pleasures? You fool! What makes you think that they will bring peace? |1|| |Engrossed in unfulfilled sexual desire, unresolved anger and greed, you shall be consigned to reincarnation. But I have entered the Sanctuary of the Purifier of sinners. O Nanak, I know that I shall be saved. ||2||12||31||