TÁHÁRE PÁVÁRI ÁSHE
KATA YUGA ÁCHI BASE
ÁNKHI DHÁR KATA BAYECHE
ELO NÁ SE BELÁ SHEŚE
KATA YUGA ÁCHI BASE
ÁJI AUNGANE MAMA
HEMANTE NÁHI KUSUM
BELÁ JUTHI ANUPAMA
SHUKÁLO RAODRA ROŚE
KATA YUGA ÁCHI BASE
TÁHÁRI ÁBHÁS TABU
MARME ÁJO DOLE
PURÁTANA SE ÁKUTI
BHULIÁ NÁHI JE BHOLE
KATA YUGA ÁCHI BASE
TABU NAVÁNGANE KÁNAN
RACI JÁNI PAVO SE RATAN
JÁNI NÁ SE KII O KEMAN
TUŚIBO KII PARITOŚE
KATA YUGA ÁCHI BASE
TÁHÁRE PÁVÁRI ÁSHE
KATA YUGA ÁCHI BASE
O Lord, with the hope of attaining You, since how many ages, I am sitting. How much tears
have flown, yet You did not come till the end. Today in my courtyard, there is no flower
in the autumn, the incomparable bela’ and juhii plants have dried up due to hard
sunlight. Their faint image still lingers in my core. That old earnestness I am unable to
forget even after trying to do so. Yet I create a garden in new courtyard, knowing that I
shall get that gem. But I do not know how to how to please and satiate Him.