TOMÁRI MAHÁVISHVE PRABHU
SABÁR TARE T́HÁIN RAYECHE
ÁLO ÁCHE ÁNDHÁR ÁCHE
JE JÁHÁ BECHE NIYECHE
SABÁR TARE T́HÁIN RAYECHE
GOLÁP ÁCHE KÁNT́Á ÁCHE
JHARŃÁTE UPAL RAYECHE
MILANE VIRAHA ÁCHE
DIIPE KOLADHÁR RAYECHE
SABÁR TARE T́HÁIN RAYECHE
PADMA PÁSHE PAUNKA ÁCHE
SHASHÁUNKE SHANKÁ RAYECHE
MERUJYOTI NIIRAVA NITHAR
TUŚÁR STÚPE GHERÁ RAYECHE
SABÁR TARE T́HÁIN RAYECHE
TOMÁRI MAHÁVISHVE PRABHU
SABÁR TARE T́HÁIN RAYECHE
O Lord,
in Your universe,
there is shelter for all.
There is light and shade for all,
irrespective of where one exists.
Alongside rose flowers, thorns grow.
On fountains of streams, pebbles emerge.
Along with the lotus flower, mud is present.
The rabbit remains ever fearful.
And ice boulders always surround
the silent and clean appearance of mountain peaks.