TOMÁRE CÁI JE ÁMI
TUMI PRABHU KENO VIRÚPA
TUMI PRABHU KENO VIRÚPA
ELE NÁ MOR GHARETUMI
KENO NIT́HUR HE NITYA RÚPA
TUMI PRABHU KENO VIRÚPA
NUPURER NIKKAN SE KOTHÁ
KÁŃE KÁŃE KAO NÁ KATHÁ
VEŃUKÁR SE VIDHURATÁ
MÁKHÁO NI MANE MANOBHÚPA
TUMI PRABHU KENO VIRÚPA
TABU ÁCHI ÁSHÁ NIYE
NIRÁSHÁR TAMAH SARIYE
PALA GUNE PATH CEYE
UPAMORDHVE PETE ARÚPA
TUMI PRABHU KENO VIRÚPA
TUMI PRABHU KENO VIRÚPA
O Lord, I want You, why are You unfavourable to me? You did not come to my home, why are
You so merciless, O the Eternal Entity? Where is the ankle bell resonance, whisper all
that into my ears. O the King of my mental arena, The bewilderment of the flute player
smear that in the mind. Still I have come with the hope, removing the darkness of
disappointment, moving on the path, counting time, to attain the Formless, beyond
example.