ESO PRABHU ESO MOR MANE GOPANE
JÁNIBE NÁ DEKHIBE NÁ KEHO EI ÁNÁGONÁ
SHUNIBE NÁ KABHU SHRAVAŃE
ESO PRABHU ESO MOR MANE GOPANE
VEDII SÁJIYECHI MANE DHAOTA ASHRU JALE
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VEDII SÁJIYECHI MANE DHAOTA ASHRU JALE
CANDAN SUVÁSE SURABHITA KARE TULE
CITTA KALÁPE VICITRA NÁNÁ PHÚLE
MÁDHURI D́HÁLIÁ JATANE
ESO PRABHU ESO MOR MANE GOPANE
VARAŚA BHULIÁ GECHI BHULE GECHI SÁL KÁLA
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VARAŚA BHULIÁ GECHI BHULE GECHI SÁL KÁLA
TOMÁRE BHEVECHI DINE RÁTE SANDHYÁ SAKÁL
KÁCHE T́ENE NÁO MORE CHINŔE JATA MÁYÁJÁL
SHODHAN KARIYÁ MANANE
ESO PRABHU ESO MOR MANE GOPANE
O Lord, secretly come into my mind.
Nobody shall know, see or hear
Your coming and going.
I have decorated my mental altar after washing it with tears.
I have made it fragrant with the fragrance of sandal.
I have decorated my mental peacock’s tail with various colourful flowers,
after carefully pouring sweetness into it.
I have forgotten the rains
and I have also forgotten the years and time.
I keep thinking about You,
day and night,
morning and evening.
You pull me close to You,
tearing down the entire net of illusion, to purify my mind.