The mental peacock has spread its tail.
Come! Come closer!

To Your melody and rhythm
it goes on dancing.
O one with an ever new look and smile!

There is nothing I can call my own.
Your belongings I mistakenly regard as mine.
This delusion and self deception,
O Lord,
destroy with firm determination!

I had been laying down covered by the dense dark night
when the sound of the revolving wheels of Your cart came floating into my ears.
O eternal charioteer,

companion of my inner core,
in the firmament of my mind,
today You shine!