TUMI AKŚAR AJAR AVINÁSHII
TAVA MADHUR ADHARE SADÁ BHARÁ HÁSI
BÁDHÁ NÁHI MENE CALO ÁPAN PATHE
LIILÁ MÁJHE RATA THÁKO DIVÁ NISHI
TUMI, LIILÁ MÁJHE RATA THÁKO DIVÁ NISHI
TAVA MADHUR ADHARE SADÁ BHARÁ HÁSI
KONO BHEDÁBHED NÁI GHRIŃÁ AVAHELÁ NÁI
THÁKE? KARUŃÁ GHAN ÁNKHI MAMATÁ MÁDHURI MÁKHI
TÁI TO TOMÁY ETA BHÁLOBÁSI
ÁMI, TÁI TO TOMÁY ETA BHÁLOBÁSI,
AKŚAR AJAR AVINÁSHII
TAVA MADHUR ADHARE SADÁ BHARÁ HÁSI
KE BÁ KATA PÁTAKI KICHU NÁ BUJHITE BÁKI
HRIDAYE AMIYA MÁKHI TABU SABE ÁNO D́ÁKI
SVARŃIM DYUTITE KÁLIMÁ NÁSHI
TAVA MADHUR ADHARE SADÁ BHARÁ HÁSI
TUMI AKŚAR AJAR AVINÁSHII
TAVA MADHUR ADHARE SADÁ BHARÁ HÁSI
O Lord,
what sort of divine game and play (liila') is this?
Even though You are the vastest,
You reside in particles.
In a formless form,
You steer Your boat.
In the depth of mind,
in the soft breeze,
in the pollen of flowers,
in the deep blue sky,
You remain.
Into whichever direction I move,
there is no place You are not present in.
You overwhelm the person
who tries to think about You.
There is no limit nor boundary to Your love.
You glorify both smallest as well as biggest.
Take me onto Your lap
forgetting all discrimination,
and pour out Your grace
from Your soft lotus hands.