PRÁŃE TOMÁY PELUM PRIYA
DHYÁNE TUMI DHARÁ DILE
GÁNE ÁMÁR PRAŃÁM NIO
AHAETUKII KRPÁ EKE BOLE
DHYÁNE TUMI DHARÁ DILE
PRAJINÁ PRATITI CHILO NÁ MOR
SHÁSTRA JINÁNER BANDHAN D́OR
CAKRÁKÁRE MANE CAKOR
GHURATE GHIRE PALE PALE
DHYÁNE TUMI DHARÁ DILE
ÁJKE TOMÁY KÁCHE PELUM
NIJER BALE BUJHE NILUM
“ÁMI” KE ÁMÁR D́HELE DILUM
SIIMÁR SAKAL BÁDHÁ BHULE
DHYÁNE TUMI DHARÁ DILE
PRÁŃE TOMÁY PELUM PRIYA
DHYÁNE TUMI DHARÁ DILE
O Dear I got You in my life, You got Yourself into my folds in meditation. Accept my
salutations through the songs. This is called the causeless grace. I did not have
realization of intuition, I was bound by the rope of scriptural knowledge. My mental cakor
bird moved encircling You each moment. Today I got You close and understood You with own
strength. I poured out my own “self” forgetting all the hurdles of limitations.