SABÁR PRIYA, SABÁR PRIYA
SABÁR PRIYA, PRAŃÁM NIYO
PRIYATAMA TUMI SABÁR
KHUNJE TOMÁY DIN CALE JÁY
KÁCHE ESO HE SARVÁDHÁR
PRIYATAMA TUMI SABÁR
THÁKO NÁ TIIRTHE THÁKO NÁ VANE
THÁKO NÁ TIIRTHE THÁKO NÁ VANE
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THÁKO NÁ TIIRTHE THÁKO NÁ VANE
MANTRE STAVE STUTI GÁNE
ÁCHO MANE SAḾGOPANE
MAN KE SHONÁI E D́ÁK ÁMÁR
PRIYATAMA TUMI SABÁR
RÁJÁR RÁJÁ RÁJÁDHIRÁJA
RÁJÁR RÁJÁ RÁJÁDHIRÁJA
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RÁJÁR RÁJÁ RÁJÁDHIRÁJA
SARIYE ÁMÁR SAB BHIITI LÁJ
MANER MAYU‘R NÁCE JE ÁJ
TOMÁR PÁNEI SRIŚT́I TÁHÁR
PRIYATAMA TUMI SABÁR
O beloved of all,
accept my salutation.
Looking for You,
my days pass by.
Come close,
O foundation of all.
You are not to be found in places of pilgrimage, in forests,
in incantations, in mantras of prayer, or in solicitations.
You reside within my mind,
hiding secretly,
and uttering from within this call of mine.
O king of kings,
O emperor,
remove all my shyness and fear.
My mental peacock dances today,
as it looks at You.