My eyes are damp with the nectar of the Lord My Soul is filled with His love He tested my heart with his touchstone And found it to be pure Through the Guru I am dyed a deep Crimson This body and mind are wet with the love of the Lord Nanak, the slave has been drenched in the fragrance of the Lord And this life of mine has been blessed Through the Guru I am dyed a deep Crimson This body and mind are wet with the love of the Lord Nanak, the slave has been drenched in the fragrance of the Lord And this life of mine has been blessed Wahe Guru Wahe Guru Wahe Guru Wahe Jio Wahe Guru (Wahe Guru) Wahe Guru (Wahe Guru) Wahe Guru (Wahe Jio) Wahe Jio Wahe Guru (Wahe Guru) Wahe Guru (Wahe Guru) Wahe Guru (Wahe Guru) Wahe Jio Through the Guru I am dyed a deep Crimson This body and mind are wet with the love of the Lord Nanak, the slave has been drenched in the fragrance of the Lord And this life of mine has been blessed My eyes are damp with the nectar of the Lord My Soul is filled with His love