PST 0597 - Prabhu carana ki kabhu pabo na

(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.