TORÁ HAMMA CAHAE CHALAON
JIIVANAR A PRATI PAHALÚ MAN
TOYN NEYA ÁYAELA BHÚLI GELA A
HAMMA CHALON TORA AKRPÁ MAN
JIIVANAR A PRATI PAHALÚ MAN
DINARA A ÁKÁSHA SÁNJHARA A VÁTI
TORÁ BULÁBEYACHE SÁTHII
AGATIRA A TOYN CHA GATI HAE
MARUBHÚMIRA A JVALAN MAN
JIIVANAR A PRATI PAHALÚ MAN
VAESHÁKHERA A RODA PRAKHARA A TÁPA A
HAT́ÁI DELAKE TORA A SHIITALATÁ
MAN NEY MÁNEYACHE ÁKULATÁ
TORE VÁSTE KAŃA KAŃA MAN
JIIVANAR A PRATI PAHALÚ MA
TORÁ HAMMA CAHAE CHALAON
JIIVANAR A PRATI PAHALÚ MAN
O Lord, I have loved You in all aspects of life, but You did not come, forgot, and I
remained without Your grace. O Friend, the illumination of the day and lamp of the evening
call You. You are the resort of the helpless, in this heat of the desert. During the
intense hot sun of baesha’kh, this provided Your coolness. The mind does not heed and is
earnest for You in each particle.