The legends of the Panjâb

142 LEGENDS OP THE PANJAB.
230 Juii chakwi ko ren hui, aisi gat xnahari
Jiln yatim bin rain rahe sab abran phika !
Juii jal bin rahe min, hal bite meri ji ka
Ouru Gorakhnath.
" He Eani, roiye mati ! kyiiii soche bar bar
Ja !
Tere sat hovega Gug^ Eajkunwar
235 Guga Eajkunwar hovega, sur, bir, kalladhari.
Janamat sar lage gin par, jis se parja bhuni sari.
Ghar ghar thapi di nagar men : gaven mangal ndri.
Jo ham ko woh le gai chhalke, he p§,pan hatyari
Janamat sar maregi janni : payi nipat ati bhari
240 Barah baras ki hiii 'umar ki. Eakhiye yad hamari."
Rdnl Bdchhal,
" Aj mujhe yeh bar hua, man men kia anand.
Janam janam ke kat gae mere shakal dukh phand."
230 As the chahwi's at night, so has my plight become (evil)
As a deserted wife without a husband remains devoid
of ornaments !
As from a fish without water the joy of my life
has departed
! "
" Weep not, my Queen ! Why
Go !
Guru Gorakhnath.
art always sorrowful
Thy son will be the Prince Guga !
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235 The Prince Guga will he be, beautiful, brave, miraculous.
From his very birth shall he work miracles that the
In every
whole world may be his subjects.
city :
house shall be congratulations throughout the
the women shall sing songs of rejoicing.
The woman who deceived me, the deceitful sinner
She shall die at their birth, very heavy sorrow shall
on her.
240 Twelve years shall their life last. Eemember my words."
QiteeJi
Bachhal.
!
fall
"To-day has my boon been granted, rejoicing my heart.
The meshes of the sorrows of all my lives have been cut."
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