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AMBARA MÁJHE D́AMBARU BÁJE,
KON SE RUDRA ESECHE ÁJ
JAT́ÁR BÁNDHAN KHULIÁ GIYÁCHE
TÁND́AVERI SEJE CHE SÁJ,
KON SE RUDRA ESECHE ÁJ
VIŚÁŃŃA BÁJIYE BHIIŚAŃ DHVANI TE
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VIŚÁŃŃA BÁJIYE BHIIŚAŃA DHVANI TE
PINÁKII NÁCE KON BHÁVE METE
JÁGÁIYÁ CALE ASHANI DRUTITE
MERU DRÁGHIMÁY HÁNITE BÁJ,
KON SE RUDRA ESECHE ÁJ
HE RUDRA BHAERAVA THEME JÁO
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HE RUDRA BHAERAVA THEME JÁO
TOMÁRE VIBHÚTI SABÁRE BILÁO
JÁHÁ CÁHE DOBO KRIPÁ KARE NÁO
HE SHÁNTA SHIVA TRILOK RÁJ
HE GAUNGÁDHARA HE NAT́ARÁJ,
KON SE RUDRA ESECHE ÁJ
From the sky, the sound of the dambaru drum
(a small hand held drum used by Lord Shiva) resounds.
Who is that Rudra
(the deity that makes people cry)
that has come today?
His long and matted hair tufts have opened up.
He has dressed Himself for performing the ta’nd’ava dance.
Bisa’n’a (the long horn used by Lord Shiva)
is blowing with frightening sound.
Engrossed in which thought, is Pina’kii
(Lord Shiva, holder of the bow shaped instrument) dancing?
He goes on waking all
with the speed of lightening,
striking thunders on the peaks (longitude)
of mountains.
O Lord Shiva, pause a while,
distribute Your divinity to all.
Whatever You want, we shall give,
please accept it.
O tranquil Lord Shiva, king of three worlds,
O holder of Ganga’, O king of dances!
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