TIIRTHA PATI TUMI BHARE ÁCHO MANOBHÚMI
TOMÁR SAMÁN GUŃII BHÁVÁ JÁY NÁ
SAPTA LOKER SVÁMI RAYECHO CETANÁ CÚMI
TOMÁR MATAN GYÁNI ÁR KEU HOYE NÁ
TOMÁR SAMÁN GUŃII BHÁVÁ JÁY NÁ
BHÁŚÁR ATIITA LOKE BHÁVANÁR SMITÁLOKE
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BHÁŚÁR ATIITA LOKE BHÁVANÁR SMITÁLOKE
SAB KICHU DEKHE JÁO PRIITI AINJAN MEKHE
TOMÁR UPAMÁ NÁI TOMÁRE SABÁI CÁI
UDDVEL MAN KONO MÁNÁ MÁNE NÁ
TOMÁR SAMÁN GUŃII BHÁVÁ JÁY NÁ
MARMER GABHIRE BHÁVER MADHUPURE
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MARMER GABHIRE BHÁVER MADHUPURE
UNMADA DYOTANÁY CITTA CETANÁDHÁRE
ALAKHE PULAKE HÁSO SABETE PRIITITE BHÁSO
NIKHIL VISHVE TAVA TULANÁ HOYE NÁ
TOMÁR SAMÁN GUŃII BHÁVÁ JÁY NÁ
TIIRTHA PATI TUMI BHARE ÁCHO MANOBHÚMI
TOMÁR SAMÁN GUŃII BHÁVÁ JÁY NÁ
O Lord of the pilgrim place,
You are filled throughout my mental arena.
It is impossible to think of any greater possessor of attributes.
O controller of the seven strata of the world,
You remain, touching consciousness.
None possesses wisdom as You do.
In the world beyond language,
in the smiling light of thoughts,
You see everything,
bestowing the ointment of love on all eyes.
You compare to none, for all want You.
The restless mind does not heed to any bidding.
In its depth,
in the sweet dwellings of thought,
You entrance as consciousness and base of mind.
Unseen, You smile with joy,
and make all float in love.
In whole of the world,
You compare to none.