Why do You go on performing this liila, this divine game?

You thus introduce Yourself as embodiment of liila,
O what sweet play!

Within the panegyric offering of folded hands, Your name smiles.
Within the ocean of milk, You appear as aggregate of all attributes.
Even without grasping to understand You,
I salute You, millions of times,
O eternal and beautiful mental jewel.

You are vast and expansive in the godly world.
In the world of consciousness, You are grandeur.
You are the eternal emperor of the boundary of time,
not needing to consider what is timely or untimely.