HE PRABHU TOMÁR CARAŃE
ÁJ ÁMI JÁCIÁ CALI
BHRÁTÁ MOR PÚRŃA PRÁŃE
CALUK VIPATTI T́HELI
ÁJ ÁMI JÁCIÁ CALI
YADI ÁSE KUÁSHÁ
UDAYÁCALERE D́HÁKI
YADI BHÁSE NIRÁSHÁ
ÁLOKE KÁLOTE MÁKHI
TUMI SÁTHE SÁTHE THÁKI
E PHONT́ÁY DIO UJALI
ÁJ ÁMI JÁCIÁ CALI
YADI ÁSE KONO DVANDVA
BHÁUNGITE CALÁRI CHANDA
DÁNIO JIIVANÁNANDA
BHRÁTÁ PÁK TRÁTÁR PADA DHULI
ÁJ ÁMI JÁCIÁ CALI
HE PRABHU TOMÁR CARAŃE
ÁJ ÁMI JÁCIÁ CALI
O Lord, today, at Your feet, I moved to beg, wholeheartedly, pushing away the distress, O
my Brother. If fog comes, covering the eastern sky, if disappointments appear, engrossing
the light with darkness, You, remaining together with me, wipe out that mark. If any
dilemma comes, breaking the rhythm, by providing bliss of life, O Brother, get me the feet
dust of the protector from the tangle.