EI ÁLO JHARÁ NISHIITHE
MANDA MADHUR VÁTE
MAMATÁ MÁKHIYE DIYECHO
MANER JATA GLÁNI NIHSHEŚE NILE T́ÁNI
NISHKALUŚA KARECHO
MAMATÁ MÁKHIYE DIYECHO
TAVA KARUŃÁ SROTE ASIIM UTSA HOTE
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TAVA KARUŃÁ SROTE ASIIM UTSA HOTE
JE DHÁRÁ ÁNIYÁ DILE SAMBODHI SAMPÁTE
TÁHÁTE CETANÁ BHARECHO
MAMATÁ MÁKHIYE DIYECHO
KEU KOTHÁ PAR NÁI SABÁI ÁPAN BHÁI
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KEU KOTHÁ PAR NÁI SABÁI ÁPAN BHÁI
PARICAYA NÁ JÁNÁY KÁCHE DII NIKO T́HÁIN
ÁJ BHÚL BUJHIYÁCHI SABÁRE SÁTHE NIYECHI
BHÚL BHEUNGE KRPÁ D́HELECHO
MAMATÁ MÁKHIYE DIYECHO
EI ÁLO JHARÁ NISHIITHE
MANDA MADHUR VÁTE
MAMATÁ MÁKHIYE DIYECHO
On this illuminated night,
in the sweet and soft breeze,
You bestowed affection.
By utterly removing all the agonies of my mind,
You made me pure.
Originating in infinity,
from within the stream of compassion,
You brought about flow,
which, by the blow of intuition,
You filled with consciousness.
Nobody is distant wherever they may be.
All are my own brothers.
Due to ignorance,
I had failed to placed them close to me.
Today I understood my mistake
and have taken all along.
You showered Your grace, breaking that misconception.