PRATI PALAKE PALE PALE
GAŔICHO, BHÁḾGICHO, E KII LIILÁ
JHALAKE JHALAKE
NECHE CALO TAVA E KII CALÁ
GAŔICHO, BHÁḾGICHO, E KII LIILÁ
BHÁUNGÁRAI PRAYOJANE
GAŔO KI JENE SHUNE
KHELICHO ÁNAMANE
KÁLÁTIITE BASIYÁ EKELÁ
GAŔICHO, BHÁḾGICHO, E KII LIILÁ
KÁRO KATHÁ NÁO NÁ KÁNE
KEU NEI E TRIBHUVANE
JÁKE NIYE MENE
SÁJÁBE STHÁYII PRIITI MEKHALÁ
GAŔICHO, BHÁḾGICHO, E KII LIILÁ
PRATI PALAKE PALE PALE
GAŔICHO, BHÁḾGICHO, E KII LIILÁ
Each moment,
all the time,
You create and destroy.
What a divine game of Yours this is!
With flashes after flashes,
You go on dancing.
What movement of Yours!
Is it that You knowingly create
only for the purpose of destruction?
You just unmindfully play alone
as though in stance
and beyond the time factor.
You do not listen to anyone.
Yet there is no one in this triple world,
whom I may decorate a permanent garland of love for.