Prabhu theko ámár páshe páshe
Bhay pele bhay bháuṋgiye diyo
Chot́a kájer lágle dhulo
Ápan háte múchiye niyo

Saḿsáre keu ná ápan
Áshá bharasá tomár carań
Námt́i buke dáo go likhe
Tomár náme mátiye diyo

Diner álo ráter kálo
Sabái jena bási bhálo
Sab kichutei tomár álo
Tomár parash bhariye diyo

Lord, please stay e'er by my side—
When I am frightened, make fear dissipate;
When mean action leaves me soiled by grime,
With Your own hand, wipe that grime away.

In this world, none else is my very own;
My final hope and refuge is Your lotus feet.
So please inscribe Your name upon my heart,
And with Your name enrapture me.

By daylight and the dark of night,
That all of us may feel fine,
In everything is Your effulgence;
Please suffuse with Your holy touch.

(Prabhu) Carańa ki kabhu pábo ná
Tomárei smari tomárei bari
Tabu kena dhará dáo ná

Ágháte ágháte haye viŕambita
Háráyechi mor shubha buddhi jata
(Áchi) Jharápátár mata anádare shata
Buke niye tava bhávaná

Járá áse tárá sabe cale jáy
Kálera ságare budbuda práy
Álor ságare jyotimaiṋjiire
Tumi ácho kabhu jáo ná

Lord, when will I ever get Your lotus feet?
You alone do I remember, only You do I revere;
So why not let me cling to Thee?

Needlessly harassed by constant beating,
I have lost all feeling of well-being.
Unattended, I am like so many fallen leaves,
Bearing in my bosom Your anxiety.

Those who arrive, soon they'll retire,
Like bubbles on an ocean of time.
But on the sea of light, with anklets of effulgence,
You do not depart; You are always present.

Madhura ánane manera kánane
Niirava carańe eso priyatama
Puśpita nilaye susmita hrdaye
Sure tále laye shońábo giiti mama

Tomári lágiyá ásháte báṋciyá
Áchi je ámi juga juga dhari
Tomare cáhiyá marma mathiyá
Sudhápátrakháni rekhechi púrńa kari
Sushliśt́a adhare sushiśt́a ádháre
Pán karo táhá puśpe bhrṋga sama

Marura jhat́ikáy shukáiyá náhi jái
Tapta bálukáy sajiivatá rasaghana
Ashani nirghośe jhaiṋjhár ákroshe
Dahiyá náhi dey shyámalimá navatana
Atandra tithite anidra nishiithe
Jváláye rekhechi diipashikhá náshi tamah

With kindly countenance, into my mind's garden
Please come on silent feet, my Dearest Darling.
In a habitat of flowers, with cheerful heart,
To tempo, beat, and melody, my song I will sing.

Due to You alone, my hope endures;
Age after age, to that I cling.
Seeking You, at my core churned,
A nectar cup I've kept brimming.
Place Your lips on this chaste vessel,
And drink from it like bee from flower.

I don't get dry, swept by desert storms;
In burning sands, life itself is succulent.
From thunder's roar and angry downpour,
New-bloomed greenery is never stricken.
Alert by day and sleepless at night,
Dispelling gloom, I've kept my flame alight.