PRADIIP SHALÁKÁ JVELE CALI EKÁ
SE PRIYA TO MOR ELO NÁ
ÁNKHITE TÁHÁRE BÁNDHITE CEYECHI
ÁNKHI MELÁ ÁR HOLO NÁ
SE PRIYA TO MOR ELO NÁ
ÁSAN PÁTIYÁ DHYÁNE BASIÁCHI
TÁRE NÁ CÁHIÁ VARE CÁHIÁCHI
DHRUVE NÁ CEYE ADHRUVE CEYECHI
CÁVÁR SIIMÁ PHURÁLO NÁ
SE PRIYA TO MOR ELO NÁ
ÁSAN TULITE TULITE BHEVECHI
BHAKTI BINÁ VYARTHA HOECHI
SHUKTIR MUKTÁRE KAHITECHI
PARÁBHAKTI KI DEBE NÁ
SE PRIYA TO MOR ELO NÁ
PRADIIP SHALÁKÁ JVELE CALI EKÁ
SE PRIYA TO MOR ELO NÁ
Kindling the torch, I move alone, looking for my Dear, Who did not come. I Wanted to bind
Him to my eyes, but could not open the eyes. Sitting and meditating upon Him, I did not
want Him but boon from Him. Not wanting the definite, I wanted indefinite, and thus the
desire was not fulfilled. I thought while lifting the altar seat, all went waste without
devotion. Like pearl in the shell, I asked, would You not grant me para’bhakti, absolute
devotion.