Prabhu theko ámár páshe páshe
Bhay pele bhay bháuṋgiye diyo
Chot́a kájer lágle dhulo
Ápan háte múchiye niyo

Saḿsáre keu ná ápan
Áshá bharasá tomár carań
Námt́i buke dáo go likhe
Tomár náme mátiye diyo

Diner álo ráter kálo
Sabái jena bási bhálo
Sab kichutei tomár álo
Tomár parash bhariye diyo

Lord, please stay e'er by my side—
When I am frightened, make fear dissipate;
When mean action leaves me soiled by grime,
With Your own hand, wipe that grime away.

In this world, none else is my very own;
My final hope and refuge is Your lotus feet.
So please inscribe Your name upon my heart,
And with Your name enrapture me.

By daylight and the dark of night,
That all of us may feel fine,
In everything is Your effulgence;
Please suffuse with Your holy touch.

(Prabhu) Carańa ki kabhu pábo ná
Tomárei smari tomárei bari
Tabu kena dhará dáo ná

Ágháte ágháte haye viŕambita
Háráyechi mor shubha buddhi jata
(Áchi) Jharápátár mata anádare shata
Buke niye tava bhávaná

Járá áse tárá sabe cale jáy
Kálera ságare budbuda práy
Álor ságare jyotimaiṋjiire
Tumi ácho kabhu jáo ná

Lord, when will I ever get Your lotus feet?
You alone do I remember, only You do I revere;
So why not let me cling to Thee?

Needlessly harassed by constant beating,
I have lost all feeling of well-being.
Unattended, I am like so many fallen leaves,
Bearing in my bosom Your anxiety.

Those who arrive, soon they'll retire,
Like bubbles on an ocean of time.
But on the sea of light, with anklets of effulgence,
You do not depart; You are always present.

Madhura ánane manera kánane
Niirava carańe eso priyatama
Puśpita nilaye susmita hrdaye
Sure tále laye shońábo giiti mama

Tomári lágiyá ásháte báṋciyá
Áchi je ámi juga juga dhari
Tomare cáhiyá marma mathiyá
Sudhápátrakháni rekhechi púrńa kari
Sushliśt́a adhare sushiśt́a ádháre
Pán karo táhá puśpe bhrṋga sama

Marura jhat́ikáy shukáiyá náhi jái
Tapta bálukáy sajiivatá rasaghana
Ashani nirghośe jhaiṋjhár ákroshe
Dahiyá náhi dey shyámalimá navatana
Atandra tithite anidra nishiithe
Jváláye rekhechi diipashikhá náshi tamah

With kindly countenance, into my mind's garden
Please come on silent feet, my Dearest Darling.
In a habitat of flowers, with cheerful heart,
To tempo, beat, and melody, my song I will sing.

Due to You alone, my hope endures;
Age after age, to that I cling.
Seeking You, at my core churned,
A nectar cup I've kept brimming.
Place Your lips on this chaste vessel,
And drink from it like bee from flower.

I don't get dry, swept by desert storms;
In burning sands, life itself is succulent.
From thunder's roar and angry downpour,
New-bloomed greenery is never stricken.
Alert by day and sleepless at night,
Dispelling gloom, I've kept my flame alight.

Madhura svapane mrdula carańe
Tumi esechile mor mane
Nayana bhariyá puśpita nava ketane
Tumi esechile mor mane

(Takhan) Phulerá d́eleche paráger sudhá
Vihagii geyeche gán sure sádhá
Virahii cháŕiyá path dharábáṋdhá
Nece chút́e geche tava páne

Malaya pavane madira smarańe
Dikbhásá ráge madhuraiṋjane
Tandrá jhariyá pásariyá práńe
Núpura chande nikkańe

(Mor) Pika kalatáne kánane
Tumi esechile mor mane

In lovely dream, with footsteps mild,
You had come into my mind.
Filling my eyes with fresh floral design,
You had come into my mind.

Then, flowers were dispensing pollen's honey;
And birds were singing rehearsed melodies.
The love-sick, spurning all ties worldly,
Have raced forth dancing on the way to Thee.

By a gentle breeze with potent memories,
Love overflowing and tenderly pleasing,
Discarding drowsiness energetically,
Your anklets were rhythmically jingling.

With cuckoo's dulcet notes in garden mine,
You had come into my mind.

E kii mamatá hásite
E kii madiratá nayane
E kii mohana máyá báṋshiite
E kii madhuratá manane

(Tava) Jyotimaiṋjiire gáhana kariyá
Ucchala hiyá jáy je bhariyá
Tomár tálete tál dite giyá
Bhese jái ánmane

(Tava) Kusumaparág suvása mákhiyá gáy
Dúr dúránte bhásiyá caliyá jái
Áṋdhára nishá álokita kariyá
Jyotiśka máte spandane

Such affection in the smile;
Such hypnotism in the eyes!
Such bewitchment in the flute;
Such sweetness in the attitude!

Bathing in the light from Your anklets,
My swollen heart, it's getting filled.
Having tuned my cadence to Your beat,
I go on floating abstractedly.

Body smeared with scent from Your flower-pollen,
Faraway I go, adrift in a remote location.
There, making dark night lustrous,
Luminaries are excited by Your pulse.

Áso ná jáo ná kabhu
Chile ácho thákibe tumi
Vidhrta tomár mane
Liilár rase bhará saptabhúmi

Kot́i varśa áge járá chilo
Tomár asiime ájo áche
Tárá thákiyá gelo
Kot́i varśa pare ásibe járá
Vinaśt́a kakhano habe ná tárá
Sabáre sauṋge niye hásicho tumi
Táito ámi tava carańe cúmi

Kot́i álokavarśa dúre járá
Táráo kakhano hay ná hárá
Tárá hay ni hárá
Sure tále gáne náce
Tárá áche tava májhe
Bhálobese beṋdhe rekhecho tumi
Táito ámi tava carańe nami

You never come, You never leave;
You were, You are, You will remain.
Held in Your mind securely,
Seven worlds are filled with joyous cosmic play.

A billion years ago, those who lived—
In Your eternity, even now they still exist;
They have lingered on.
A billion years ahead, those who will arrive—
They will never perish.
Enthralling everybody, You are smiling;
That is why I kiss Your feet.

A billion light-years hence, those afar—
Even they are never lost;
No, they are never lost.
With tuneful notes and beat, song and dance,
They reside inside of Thee.
You've rescued them, binding with love;
That is why I bow down at Your feet.

(Tumi) Eso ámár ghare krpá kare
Vedii sájáyechi tomár tare
Madhumálatiir málá geṋthe
Ghrtálok rákhá diipádháre

Mánasacandana mákháno hiyá
Rauṋiin kusumeri madhu bhariyá
Basiyá rayechi kán pátiyá
Tava padadhvani shuńibáre

Caiṋcala pavane hindolita
Vash-ná-náná man áloŕita
Tava bhávanáy se spandita
Tumi baso ámár ghare bhálo kare

Kindly come into my residence;
I've arrayed an altar for Thee.
Threaded is a garland of sweet jasmine,
And on the lampstand is the light of ghee.

My heart is coated with mental sandal
And full of honey from blooms of many colors.
I've been waiting, my ear to the ground,
Listening for sound of Your footfall holy.

In the shifting Jhulanjatra[nb 2] wind,
My untamed heart grows flustered.
Thinking of You, she is throbbing;
Help me by staying at my dwelling.

(Tava) Nrtyer tále uttál halo
Jata ańuparamáńu
Táraká candra bhánu

Avasar ár náhi je tomár
Chanda jágáo ameya apár
Carańer áshe sabe káche áse
Kara joŕe natajánu

Tomáke ghiriyá jyotimaiṋjire
Niiháriká cháyápathe ghore phere
Aiṋjan áṋke udbhásá áṋkhe
Ambar niilatanu

Nrtyer dole udvel halo
Dhúrjat́i nádatanu

In Your dance beat, billows arose—
All of the atoms and molecules,
The stars, the sun, and the moon.

No further leisure would be Yours;
As endless, untold rhythms You stir.
Hoping for Your feet, all come near
With folded hands, on bended knees.

A halo bright is all around You;
In the Milky Way, nebulae go dark anew.
Within the mark of kohl aglow upon Your eyes,
Azure gets embodied in the sky.

Overflowing in the dance sway was
Music personified, Shiva Nataraj.