ÁMÁY DÚRE REKHO NÁKO
THÁKATE CÁI JE KÁCHÁ KÁCHI
TOMÁR SURE SUR MILIYE
MANE PRÁŃE BENCE ÁCHI
THÁKATE CÁI JE KÁCHÁ KÁCHI
BÁLIR TAT́E NADIIR GHÁT́E
TOMÁY BHEVE DIN JE KÁT́E
SHATEK DUHKHER MÁJHEO ÁMI
BENCE THÁKÁR SUKHE NÁCI
THÁKATE CÁI JE KÁCHÁ KÁCHI
MARUR RUKŚATÁTE BHARÁ
ÁKÁSH AGNI TÁPE KHARÁ
TÁRI MÁJHE TOMÁR SHYÁMAL
BHÁVANÁRI CHÁYÁ JÁCI
THÁKATE CÁI JE KÁCHÁ KÁCHI
Please don't keep me far from You.
I want to be near You.
By mingling my melody
in Your vast cosmic melody
I survive somehow.
I pass my days on the river dunes
thinking of You.
Amidst numerous afflictions
I keep dancing
in the joy of existence.
The arid desert is burning;
the sky is burning with scorching heat,
so I long for the cool shadow
of Your verdant thought.