ESECHO, ESECHO NAT́ARÁJ
ANEK DINER PARE ÁJ
ANEK DINER PARE ÁJ
DHÚRJAT́I JAT́Á TAVA
NECE CALE ABHINAVA
TRIDASHE TRILOKE BHAYA TRÁSA
NATARÁJA, ANEK DINER PARE ÁJ
JÁRÁ CHILO NIDRITA
BHUVANE ANÁDRITA
MÁNAVÁDHÁRE CHILO DUHKHE JARJARITA
TÁRÁ JÁGARITA HOLO TANDRÁ T́UT́IÁ GELO
PELO SABE NAVA ULLÁS
NATARÁJ, ANEK DINER PARE ÁJ
BÁJE D́AMBARU BHERI
VIŚÁŃ PRABHU TOMÁRI
UT́HE JAY DHVANI TAVA DIGVALAYE GHERI
DHARMA BODHA JÁGILO MÁNAVA CETANÁ PELO
VIDHUR SARILO RÁHU GRÁS
NATARÁJ, ANEK DINER PARE ÁJ
ESECHO, ESECHO NAT́ARÁJ
ANEK DINER PARE ÁJ
O Nat’ara’j, Shiva, You came after so many days. You lock of matted hair goes on
dancing in new style, with fear and shyness in the heaven and the three arenas. Those who
were sleeping, disrespected in the world, within the human frame, decayed with sorrows.
They woke up, the drowsiness broke, and all found new enthusiasm. Your hand held drum and
war drums and long horn sounds, O Lord. Your victory sound arises surrounding the horizon.
The awareness of Dharma arose, and mankind got consciousness. The afflictions moved being
devoured by the demon.