EK MANETE EKTÁRÁTE
EKAT́I SUREI D́EKECHI TOMÁY
TOMÁY PRABHU, TOMÁY
PUŃYEAR BHÁR CHILO NÁ ÁMÁR
CHILO NÁ PRATIITI VIDYÁY
TOMÁY PRABHU, TOMÁY
KÁLA KÁT́ÁINI ALAS ÁVESHE
ATIITA MUKHAR SMRITIR SARASE
JÁHÁI PEYECHI KÁJE LÁGIYECHI
GENTHECHI PRIITIR MÁLÁY
TOMÁY PRABHU, TOMÁY
BOLI NI VIPADE KARO MORE TRÁŃA
CÁINI KAKHANO KONO VARADÁNA
BOLECHI TYAJI MÁNA ABHIMÁNA
KÁJE LÁGÁO GO ÁMÁY
TOMÁY PRABHU, TOMÁY
EK MANETE EKTÁRÁTE
EKAT́I SUREI D́EKECHI TOMÁY
TOMÁY PRABHU, TOMÁY
O Lord,
single-mindedly,
on the monochord,
playing a single melody,
I call You.
Neither accumulation of virtues,
nor skill of realisation did I possess.
Passing time absorbed in lethargy,
I remembered the pleasant memoirs of the past.
Whatever I received, I put to use,
and threaded the garland of love.
I did not ask for protection during distress
and never wanted any boon.
My only request to You is that You may put me to work,
thereby removing all my ego and agony.